The Darkness Poem by Nicole Swan

The Darkness

Rating: 5.0


The sounds you hear bounce off the walls,
The Darkness is what calls.

It talks to you,
And you talk too.

It lurks around,
But makes no sound.

The secrets are to be kept,
Whoever tells shall have wept.

The Darkness is always there,
Surrounding you in the open air.

Don't look back,
Don't attack,
It might bite,
But you can put up a fight.

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It's cool. I like the cleverness applied to it.

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