Poetry Contest Entry
Artist - Unknown
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Something Sinister
~By Picard017
The sounds of night creep into thee,
Fill thou soul so dreadfully,
The clock strikes twelve,
You can't believe,
What one becomes as a result of thee.Evil Spirits lurk at night,
Dancing around the fire tonight,
Words of wisdom, Spells of souls,
Invoke the presence of gargoyles.All is seen,
All is heard,
Let us be weary of thy word.Spirits run and Spirits play,
This could be the dreadful day,
Demons scream and Demons prey,
All to haunt our day.Tis safe with thee on Outpost-Ten,
Could it be when I'm with thee,
Actor's Guild plays with me.
Messing my mind so easily,
Thou don't know reality.All is safe,
All is sound,
A dreadful trick played on thee,
Could it be something sinister by the good ole AG?
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