Blood Moon Dreams - Poem by Dayna Verhulst
*Where dark angels bleed and the fire burns cold the blood moon covers the sun. The wind cuts you like a knife your life is almost done.
*When the killers breath is on your neck you had better wake from your sleep. For tonight is the night of the blood moon and your soul belongs to me.
*Sleep sweet dreams till nightmares come and wake me from my sleep then scarlet blood will trickle down as i am swallowed by the ground.
*I will leave this world for dreams of gold and places where i can fly with silver butterflies and i never have to cry.
*Sleep Sweet Dreams Of The Blood Moon*
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