With little or no light
There are Demonic souls I fight
not reflecting much
Evil bodies feed my flesh
Remove a death’s door is a test
having dark skin, hair, or eyes
Spirits so darkened where shadows arrive
served or drunk with only a little or no milk or cream
The Dark follows your beautiful dreams
hidden from knowledge, mysterious beings,
Not everything is what it seems
the absence of light is a scary place,
A place so dark you cover your face
The Dark follows Only you can make it go away,
Let the Dark leave your spirit so you can see brighter days.
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Author:
Mark The Phenomenon (
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Comments2
A Halloween classic. Nice work.
Not only good for this time of year but good advice any time. Nicely written in good rhyme
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