Tuesday, March 26, 2024

Dark night

 


Dark night in the woods

Hardly any light from the moon

Each sound sends a chill up your spine

The sound of a breaking twig

The howling of a wolf

The blowing of leavs

The sound of something in the bush


What was that

Who's there

Did something just touch me

On and on though the night

With every sound

Your nerves are tight

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