Death
In the darkened night
You can hear whispering in the wind
And Hear howls that are for the moon
The bony hands of trees scratching at you as you walk past
All of a sudden a scream tears through the blackness
Run as fast as you can, be careful not to fall
Jump over logs, climb up rocks
As you get there, It's too late
You look down and the puddle of blood
You look and the paled body that is now cold with death
Look around, can you see the person that has done this?
No, they are gone
You were too late
Now she's dead to the world
Asleep forever
In eternal rest
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