The Darkness That LuresA Poem by Crimson Apples
Walking idly past trees and shrubs,
Hearing snaps and whining cubs. There's light to her right, but she looks away, shivering, and continues to walk, For ahead there is shadow, darkness full of grief, screams of agony, and shouts so brief, leaving her wondering, thirsting for knowledge, of what happened here, Of what had happened to me.
© 2018 Crimson ApplesAuthor's Note
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