A Peter Cushing Night
A Peter Cushing Night
Deep in darkness thoughts ignite
Till a nightmares chord
A shallow light
Moonbeams soak all shadows delight
Till that Count
Takes his bite...
Just lying there...
Expressing fright.
Just your typical
Peter Cushing night.
The Bard o Biggar
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