City of Woe
From crumbling gates that rise to greet,
Arms of the wicked reach forth;
Collecting souls that wander and stray.
Death lingers in every shadow,
Like tendrils of smoke that never dissipate.
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31 Days of Dread 2019 - 31 Words |31 Stories | 31 Days
HorrorThis book is my contribution to the Poets Pub 31 Days of Horror Challenge. The Poets Pub has an annual challenge to write poems or stories composed of 31 words, for the 31 days of October. **A new story/poem every day in October All stories and mat...
