In the dead of night,
I have come and gone,
You have been swayed,
The dark shadow has darken,
The inky black shadow.
The howl of an animal,
The thuds of the fallen,
It has come,
He has come for more.
Run for all your worth,
But it's not enough,
He's coming for you,
And you don't stand a chance,
For this is the end.
For you run on and on,
But shall there be spilt blood.
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A Book Of Poems
PoésieIf you love reading poems, then you'll love the ones I write. So just keep an eye out for my poems plus I'm gonna make a book of my poems, but not all are related.
