In the Shadows
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Those are scary things that hide in the shadows
I hope they fall off the edge, to the gallows
When they rise from deep; haunting skills with salvos
I hope they drown before reaching the shallows
Frightened; minds tear so easily, at the seam
Fears unchecked; fast turn, from whispers to a scream
Oh yes, I'm afraid of the darkness, my loves
But I'm comforted; that our souls will rise like doves
Copyright © Anonomus Scorpio | Year Posted 2023
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