Saturday, March 10, 2018

A Silent Death




There's a silent death
With thirst of blood,
An unseen depth
Lurk the darkest flood.

A woman with vision
Silently seeing the future,
An unseen invasion
Surround with darkest creature.

Slowly it begins
Cover the land in dark,
An unseen origin
With death in mark.

She start to fall
Voices begins to scream,
She wants to call
But dark covers the gleam.

No one can escape
No help can come,
No matter how hard you scrape
There's no way home.

---> Jr.


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