Friday, October 2, 2009

First Ever Rhyming Poem ( Oct. 2, 2009)

The night dwells as the creatures come out to play.
Such howls that follow the beauty of our darkened day.
What lies within is but yet a mystery locked by the binds of life.
A hidden key, surpassed by death, the screams within the night.
And as our breath begin to seize we take our last and final leap.
To somewhere greater that lies within, a path once known as forbidden.

Copyright © 2014 Ashlie Pfeifer



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