Beasts of the night

Beasts of the night

A Poem by Chris

Fear not those things and beasts of the night,
Fear not closed eyes and twisting shadows.
Be still ones mind of all chilling grief,
Be still great torment ripping underneath.

© 2018 Chris


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Added on April 5, 2018
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Chris
Chris

New Zealand



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