Tonight
Tonight,
The stars will fall like snowflakes,
And as you sit on the sparkling ground,
The moon will hit you like a snowball.
Tonight,
The black will turn to white,
And as you sit in the brightness,
The radiance will pierce and blind you.
Tonight,
The silhouettes will come alive,
And as you sit and watch the specters,
The shadows shall avalanche upon you.
Tonight,
The calm will be deathly and cold,
And as you sit still in your peaceful warmth,
The chills will freeze you to a nightmarish death.
Copyright © Aseem Alagh | Year Posted 2011
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