Leaving me standing on the edge of a cliff
where darkness slips around me so fast
showing me my broken past,
all hope sleeps
I hear Dark angel speak
as he tells me more lies
just to make me cry
in the heart of the silence of a cold winters night.
- Judy Emery © 1997 The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery
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MOONLIGHT IS TRYING TO SURVIVE
FantasyThis is another poem book of poems of the past.
