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Nightmare

Nightmare

A Poem by Suavis_Umbra
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"The night is to come and,"

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The night is to come and,
Along with all of it's sorrows
I can hear the chanting of the crows.
I become the ghost of these streets.
Hopes and honours of many men,
soon entangle me in horrors.
A symphony of those from the dark.
My sanity has become marked.

© 2012 Suavis_Umbra


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This one really grabs my interest. Wish there was more to it! Seems like there may not be hope for these men who seem enchained to the night.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Suavis_Umbra

11 Years Ago

yes exactly! im glad that you understood and that you liked it XD XD thanks a lot XD

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Added on September 30, 2012
Last Updated on September 30, 2012
Tags: night, come, streets, sanity, dark, marked, men, hope, honour, crows, sorrow

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Suavis_Umbra
Suavis_Umbra

Terra, Dark Corner of the Earth, United Kingdom



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