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Darkness


Tremble little birds Fluff of brown and white Feel your hearts a shudder Made of cinder’s light You may have day ‘til dusk Play, live, lust But when the moon arises So will the terror of the night From my den I wake Wings unfurl an inky darkness Whiteness shines from teeth and claw I can’t wait or bear to pause Tonight I shall take my fill Beware, my hole Shake and shiver in your nest While you sleep: fear For you may be next My dear
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