Children of the night

Children of the night

A Poem by Scarlett
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I wrote the song while i was in a really dark place. I just had some inspiration and this is what it turned out to be.

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Listen to the music,
the music of the night,
welcome to the story,
about children out of sight.
Going through the forest,
the dark and lonesome threes.
they just want to escape
and take power over me.
Chills down my spine,
lighting and thunder above,
the clock is striking midnight,
in this creepy church yard.
wolves, wolves,
hear my plea,
i need your strength,
please come to me.
give me your wisdom,
teach me your call,
give me your sight
so i can tell right from wrong.
The clock is striking midnight,
the darkness is all around me,
I can see your eyes,
You finally came to me.

© 2015 Scarlett


Author's Note

Scarlett
i would really like to get some feedback because this is the first time i have ever published any of my work.

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Reminds me somewhat of the song.. but I love the difference here. The cry for saving, strength, and an end

Thanks for the share

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Scarlett

8 Years Ago

thank you for understanding it. :)

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Added on December 14, 2015
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Tags: night, wolves, dark, desperation

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Scarlett
Scarlett

Belgrade, Serbia



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A Poem by Scarlett