Hooded,
Into the night I walk,
While holding a sunny bloom,
Fearing the darkness would,
Cover me in its gloom.
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Poison Berries
PoetryA series of SHORT poems written to appease the darker souls...
Into the Darkness
Hooded,
Into the night I walk,
While holding a sunny bloom,
Fearing the darkness would,
Cover me in its gloom.
