Rainy night,
puddles on the ground,
following the silence,
came a haunting sound.
I turned around,
but found no one,
hours left,
for the rising sun.
I felt a presence,
I wasn't alone,
who was it,
only God could've known.
That day I ran,
for my life,
I had two children,
and a wife.
Even now,
when I remember that night,
my face turns pale,
and I shiver in fright.
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Author:
Devansh (
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- Published: February 3rd, 2022 02:43
- Category: Unclassified
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