Night castle

A Poem by Evilwriter

Curious wanderers

Looks for the loot.

In midnight castle

Leaving their foot.

Empty halls,

Shredded by dust,

Hides the value,

Secret from sun.

What hides in these shadows

It's for wanderer to know

Only twilight will tell

What's left from bones.

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Added on August 22, 2015
Last Updated on August 22, 2015

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