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He was calm, cool and relaxed In his Papa's old forbidden barn His eyes hid a lonely happiness It was a quiet summer afternoon At first he thought it was a man But in the heat, he couldn't decide And his young heart felt haunted So from a distance he watched Then, the clouds gathered And a mighty storm brewed Darkness slithered into the barn Rife with the venom of uncertainty And like the darkness , she crept in Her eyes haunted by a strange fear Danced about the old lonely barn But not one glance fell on the boy He watched her and her thoughts Settle down in the hay and into sleep The barn was now dark and quiet With the exception of silent sobs Then suddenly they stopped, In his minds eye they dispersed Like the dark stormy clouds, then He slowly crept up to her But before he could do the ritual Strange fingers griped his hand They had the terrifying grip of death And death was a man!
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Jul 21, 2013
Jul 21, 2013 at 2:14 AM UTC
The Forbidden Barn
He was calm, cool and relaxed In his Papa's old forbidden barn His eyes hid a lonely happiness It was a quiet summer afternoon At first he thought it was a man But in the heat, he couldn't decide And his young heart felt haunted So from a distance he watched Then, the clouds gathered And a mighty storm brewed Darkness slithered into the barn Rife with the venom of uncertainty And like the darkness , she crept in Her eyes haunted by a strange fear Danced about the old lonely barn But not one glance fell on the boy He watched her and her thoughts Settle down in the hay and into sleep The barn was now dark and quiet With the exception of silent sobs Then suddenly they stopped, In his minds eye they dispersed Like the dark stormy clouds, then He slowly crept up to her But before he could do the ritual Strange fingers griped his hand They had the terrifying grip of death And death was a man!
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Jul 21, 2013
Jul 21, 2013 at 2:14 AM UTC
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