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Gray Zone
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Holiday Poems .
We all watch through the grate
beyond which the darkest secrets live
locked away in a tomb, cloaked
as trouble and despair, reeking
of depression and doom.
Ghost will not go there. Charms do
not work against their weirdings.
Spells merely exhaust breath.
Time stops until a whisp slips
free and brings frost to make us
shudder, then turns to ice
to freeze the blood.
Lady A
10-10-13
306p
Dark Period
Reading Poe & Lovecraft lately. Go figure. |
~A~