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Apr 2012
Black is the night
Black so deep
It devours the light
I cannot sleep
Yet one shines bright
Its gentle creep
The moon shines white
I almost weep,
Leaves circle mid-air
And soon catch aflame
I watch, I stare
As the trees do the same
The stars seem to glare
As if I'm to blame
Of creepy things I've had my share
And all I do tame
The shadows crawl,
Crawl to my feet
Against me, they fall
As do all foes I meet
The shadows tall
Oh what a treat
Demons, shadows, all
All I will greet
Quiltel The NightFury
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