The rose that on the gallant leaning
did swiftly learn of her mistake;
when from his sleeves, black knives producing,
his gift to her, a short lived fate.
Shadows, Monsters of the Night.
Running from the monster;
that 'till now she fully trusted.
In her being, she does know
that if it once again shape-shifted
wholly she would falsely trust it.
Sharp claws grasp at her,
teeth glistening with greed
from her mouth deep breaths are gasping
from her heart, her soul doth bleed.
Have you noticed, stars so bright
sometimes barely shine a light?
Only shadows emphasizing
they but deeper darken the long night.
Shadows grasp, shadows claw
to a shadow, there is no law
free to terrorize, free to roam
and prey upon those safe at home.
Men at home think " here, no treachery shall reach"
but they know not their own wide breach
within deep recesses of their minds the shadows lurk
waiting with malicious joy, evil plans to work.
3 comments:
Anna, what were you doing up so early?
It's a habit darling, one hard to break.
Do you get a notice every time I blog? If so how?
Yes i do, on your dashboard, under the "blogs i'm following", it says, "add". you click that and then add my blog site. Then it'll tell you everytime someone you're following posts something new. I thought you were already following mine though?
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