Darkness Rising Poem by Doc Peters
Darkness Rising
Darkness slowly rising, yet not here still
Twilight promises the arrival soon at hand
Shadows lengthening, the Reaper closing in
My candle fades in wind, my Life a broken strand
As the flame perishes, a silence, nocturnal peace
Approval of my dying at Bodom, at last
I've left my fears nor do I bear regrets
Only loved ones will be here, grievance dark & vast
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