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Poison Wraith
When you first hear the faint bell ringing
Feel the cold of the soft snow fizzing
Darkness swirls to swiftly conquer vision
Sleep triumphs before the next decision
The moon always full on a clear lit night
Not a cricket in sound or cloud in sight
Forever imprinted upon a dozing mind
The face of a demon with a cloak to hide
To always remember why the children are gone
Doom bestowed, as they will never return home.
Feel the cold of the soft snow fizzing
Darkness swirls to swiftly conquer vision
Sleep triumphs before the next decision
The moon always full on a clear lit night
Not a cricket in sound or cloud in sight
Forever imprinted upon a dozing mind
The face of a demon with a cloak to hide
To always remember why the children are gone
Doom bestowed, as they will never return home.
Published 7th Mar 2019
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