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'Tween the shades of gloam and night roam shadows cold and deep Cavorting along the garden walls 'neath the eves they do seep Pulling life from which they touch removing the essecense of being Growing bolder and darker still when clouds course over moonbeams Roses quell beneath their touch becoming grey and smolder The ivy blends into the trellis stone statues look years older Inching along the spreading branches of the tree that taps at window panes Melding with the leaves and bark becoming your night time bane Shadows tease the back door catch then move on to your window sill Melting in to your own bedroom sneaking about as they will Dark mouths stretch on the walls and yawn across your quilted bed Teeth reach out for your toes while fingers want your head Shadows tickle the closet doors and weep beneath the chair Puddling underneath your bed You swear hands are touching your hair Courage you gather as you quake bit by bit you garner strength Off you cast the covers fast your eyes you rub and blink For there the sun is streaming in and chasing the night shadows out You can almost hear their angry screams of defeat as the sun spreads out Your brain gives a sigh of relief as it realizes you are now sun encased But then new panic does set in as you recall night can't be escaped
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Feb 16, 2011
Feb 16, 2011 at 7:44 AM UTC
Shadows
'Tween the shades of gloam and night roam shadows cold and deep Cavorting along the garden walls 'neath the eves they do seep Pulling life from which they touch removing the essecense of being Growing bolder and darker still when clouds course over moonbeams Roses quell beneath their touch becoming grey and smolder The ivy blends into the trellis stone statues look years older Inching along the spreading branches of the tree that taps at window panes Melding with the leaves and bark becoming your night time bane Shadows tease the back door catch then move on to your window sill Melting in to your own bedroom sneaking about as they will Dark mouths stretch on the walls and yawn across your quilted bed Teeth reach out for your toes while fingers want your head Shadows tickle the closet doors and weep beneath the chair Puddling underneath your bed You swear hands are touching your hair Courage you gather as you quake bit by bit you garner strength Off you cast the covers fast your eyes you rub and blink For there the sun is streaming in and chasing the night shadows out You can almost hear their angry screams of defeat as the sun spreads out Your brain gives a sigh of relief as it realizes you are now sun encased But then new panic does set in as you recall night can't be escaped
paula-swanson
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Feb 16, 2011
Feb 16, 2011 at 7:44 AM UTC
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