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Creeping Dread
Stills from the stygian night
Not a glimmer of the moons light
Full dark and dead stars
Ebony miasma wide and far
Anathema to the sun
Insidious and deadlier than the gun
Slithering mass of envy and hate
Moving when the hour grows late
The air still and stark
Can you not hear the growls in the dark
Uncertainty about what is alive or dead
Silence it brings with the creeping Dread
Not a glimmer of the moons light
Full dark and dead stars
Ebony miasma wide and far
Anathema to the sun
Insidious and deadlier than the gun
Slithering mass of envy and hate
Moving when the hour grows late
The air still and stark
Can you not hear the growls in the dark
Uncertainty about what is alive or dead
Silence it brings with the creeping Dread
Published 14th Feb 2023
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14th Feb 2023 8:05pm
The imagination is full dark wonders - nice to read you again. Best rgards, Josh.
15th Feb 2023 5:23am
