in the walls that make from hard and cold stones
in alley of mountains
surround by dark and snows
in the tall fence that surrounding it
hide away from the outside of world
when the howl of the wolf and the creature of the dark is only music
where the cold breeze meet with the sound of stormy night
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live a girl
behind those tall cold walls
she never see the light of day
she never feel the warm of the sun
she never hear the song of the birds
her only friends is mouses, spiders, wolfs, and some "ghost" horses
her little steps is loud when she skipping trough the corridor
her giggle can be hear trough the halls and walls
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she is young and Beauty
her skin is smooth like a porcelain dolls
her hair is silk, long, and dark
her eyes is bright like the tiger eye stone
her cheek is rosy red
her lips is small and heart like
she loves to dance
she loves to sing
and she loves to hide and seek
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she is my little miss night
YOU ARE READING
ONE SHOT AND POET FROM SCHOOL
RandomAll one shot and poet that I created when I'm bored with my class or maybe free class or maybe both : : : : All of this one shot is can be romance, horror, and many more depending on what is in my head.
