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In The Still of Night or Fright

He came to her in the still of the night she wondered and thought if she looked a fright One look in his eyes no word was said should I be afraid and run fast instead She thought she has seen passion but saw right behind him a hidden machete bright With not a moment to spare she jumped through the window faster than bullets outgrew He came to her in the still of the night that night so long ago she ran faster than a speeding bullet, she made things right He was caught next day, while he stalked Hector A cop dressed like a woman quite bright, bright He came to her in the still of the night. 04/01/2020

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Date: 4/30/2020 2:12:00 AM
Creativity at its best, passion digging deepest. Your voice is powerful here. What an excellent piece.
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Theresa M. Cash
Date: 5/13/2020 6:22:00 PM
Thank you so much Funom for your fabulous comment on this penned poem of mine.