Mystery
It was unnatural A shadow lingers at the door A silhouette of a being with no face It comes only when the light is turned on Its flesh remained concealed But the voice echoes…
It was unnatural A shadow lingers at the door A silhouette of a being with no face It comes only when the light is turned on Its flesh remained concealed But the voice echoes…
How many days away, I wonder? When time moves so quickly. Watching the hours and the days pass by, June is not so far away. Another year will come and go, and another still so…
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