Something Stirring
As night descends, casting darkness
all is silent and so very still
waiting, listening, and breathless
Into the dark of nights coldness
do you feel it, that stone cold chill
as night descends, casting darkness
The cold seeping chilling denseness
it seems to invade , to instill
waiting, listening, and breathless
Something stirring in the blackness
the noises now loud and so shrill
as night descends, casting darkness
Death shows his face full of graveness
in the dark stands waiting to kill
waiting, listening and breathless
Now life seeps away, its painless
just a gasp then it flees noiseless
as night descends, casting darkness
waiting, listening and breathless
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