The DarknessA Poem by Midnight Countess
It comes without a warning,
In the dead of night. No one knows it's next victim In the terrible fight, Blood drips, Screams are heard. But then all you see Is a black bird. Is this what you thought? Is this what you see? Yet in the end, All you see is me. © 2013 Midnight Countess |
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Added on November 7, 2013 Last Updated on November 7, 2013 Author
Midnight CountessNYAboutI am the Midnight Countess. I wander through the night and appear in your nightmares. I am not your next-door-neightbor girl. I hunger. more..Writing
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