Darkness - Poem by Divinely Quiet
The darkness is at nigh.
I don't know why the little girl cry's.
It's sad to hear the screams.
That are all around the stream.
I can hear the demons howl.
It prowl's through the night.
To eat the little girl in sight.
I don't know what to do.
Should I stay
Or do I leave.
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