​The sky looks 

Bloodshot

The air is stiff

The trees are still

The birds are waiting 

The hour is ungodly 

The words are new 

The tongue feels 

Sour



Night will soon dawn 

Spreading her wings 

Engulfing our hearts 

Lost souls will rise 

Unknown will be spoken 
Crackers blasted 

People danced

Cheering children

Lost to the world 

Of Shadows
The dusk is approaching

The dull is playing tag

The time has come 

The fates are made

The welcoming shiver 

The girl is no more 

the one in her mirror

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