Moonless Nights
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winged nocturnal creatures
within the confines of my mind
beat circles high and low
hunting in the dead of night
i sense the flapping of their wings
in moonless starless skies
sullen pleas of captive demons
weary ghosts and unhinged angels
reach far beyond my cliffs of sanity
in the haunting dead of silence
AP: Honorable Mention 2022, Honorable Mention 2022
Submitted on April 25, 2022 for contest A BRIAN STRAND PREMIERE CHOICE sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 4TH
Copyright © Line Gauthier | Year Posted 2022
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