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night's fright
The sound of a fight
On a dark night
See your face, a blur
Hear the rustle, as leaves stir
We are the night's creatures
Our faces without features
Are to be seen when you dream
We laugh while you scream
We follow you everywhere
Never breaking our stare
As we become your greatest nightmare
Published 16th Nov 2012
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16th Nov 2012 10:09am
Seems like you own the night, the poem was awesome. Its a lot how some of us actually feal. Well done Demon
17th Nov 2012 5:22am
