Beware.
I am the king of shadows and darkness,
so fear me as I walk the night,
in seach of souls to steal.
When there is no longer a light,
and the sun goes to rest.
I will apear out of no where,
and you won't even hear.
You will not sleep,
but have nightmares.
Then when you scream,
I will be there.
in the darkness.
hiding, waiting,
for you,
beware.
Copyright © Sharon Prewitt | Year Posted 2006
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