The eerie fog lies around us,
Closing in slowly but surely,
Vision is becoming limited,
Muffled sounds,
Blurred silhouettes,
The light beams brighter than life itself,
This is where life ends and death begins.
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One Girl and Her Poems
PoetryThese are different poems or writing pieces that I have written in the past and stuff which I have recently written. I have written all of these by myself, so please don't copyright or plagiarise.
