When the sky fades to black
and the moon comes out
beware of the witches
who feed on the stars.
They'll hunt 'till the dawn
and watch 'till the light.
The witches will call you
but don't answer their songs
or you too, will end up a creature of the night.
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Poetry Collection
PoetryTheres a mix of poems in here, sad poems, memory poems, happy poems. All of them are something special to me. Enjoy