Stay by myself, I
live alone
way back in the haunted forest
Play in shadows that's were I roam
way back in the haunted forest
Play in shadows that's were I roam
sway to nature's
woodland chorus
I was filled with
trepidation
it's due to my situation
My butterfly concentration
bits of glitz and fascination
it's due to my situation
My butterfly concentration
bits of glitz and fascination
Blowing whispers on
a wild wind
showing that I
still had power
Glowing eyes and an
evil grin
knowing your flesh
I'd devour
Some dark magic
I've been keeping
while in the woods
I'll be creeping
Dumb humans in
their beds sleeping
compile the souls
I'll be reaping
Cross Lento Poem
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2015 by Patrick B Vince
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