Hiding in plain sight, a shadow of an entity lingers.
Red eyes and a cunning voice, disguised as a white sheep.
Spinner of lies, slayer of dreams — with an angelic voice, it resounds now.
Danger, yes it screams. It desires everyone to bow down.
Oh for goodness sake, this unearthly being must be gone now!
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Bookworm's Heart (#3 HL:A)
PoetryMy thoughts, books, and the magic they bring. Started: July 20, 2024 Finished: September 30, 2024 #3 poetrycollection #6 prose