The chilling words,
A darker world,
Crime around every corner,
A lone detective solving murder.
The contact with those
Who hide in the shadows.
The shiver for the lifeless night,
As the truth comes to light.
The conclusion comes,
A book is closed,
The detective waits,
Until his adventure starts again.
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My Lonely Pathos
PoésieA series of poems, songs and whatever else is screaming in my mind. Pathos isn't something that comes to me, but when it does, it's written down and shared for those to see.
