Fellow feelings
flake the air
Frosted flowers
falling down
Funny faces
frowning fairs
Follow fearless-
ly front of them
Fondly faking
faking friends
Foreign feelings
Fellow feelings

As all for of the sisters died
Under their parents control
Strict by religion
They one by one **** them selves
To free themselves
But now remain earth bound
In their house
That once was a prison.

As the fullmoon
Rises beyond the forest
And swamp
Out come
A flurry
Of bats
I am in awe but
At the same time
Freaked out.

The sliver
Of a moon
On a winter
Night
Is both beautiful
And yet creep
Like a Halloween art
But this is Christmas time.

As the sun sets
The pillars of salt
Really do come to life
With a vengeance
As the women come back
From seeing the destruction of
***** and gamoro

I take a cup of coffee
With sugar and cream
When I look
At my cup I realize there is night scenery
In it instead of coffee
Should I drink this art.

One day
There was
This angry and
Heartless girl
Who died years ago
And haunted the waters
Where every
Twight she swims
Hoping to clean off her
Misdeeds.