Shadow's
The shadows rise just before sun fall
People seem to become tranced through it
all. They speak of goblins, ghosts,and such.
Do people realize what they see. Shadows
jump from wall to wall they fallow you down
through the halls. They are there when you
wake and when you go to sleep. They are
dark little figures who through it all
never go away even after sun fall.
Copyright © Emily Shannon | Year Posted 2009
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