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Source: hiraeeeth
Night drifts closer.
Black replaces blue.
Clouds fall slowly.
A dark day for you.
Grey clouds soak the pink.
The waves hit the shore.
I know what you think.
You can’t take much more.
Truth is hard to bear.
Our town lost its glow.
Nightwalkers are here.
Lost to the dark foe.
THE DEAD GAME
Love ya!
Jane
I have witness some disdidturbing weather visions
That brought fear into my heart, as I watched it
Accumulating before my eyes, thank you for sharing
Love and peace be with you
William
The only thing I would change is to remove the "The" from, "The waves hit [absorb?] the shore."
Ron
and when it comes to creepy,
you hit the mark.