I used to post poems here so here’s another because why not.
The cats come out at midnight,
When the moon is glowing bright,
Beware the beasts of darkness,
Or you won’t survive the night.
My dreams live in my slumber,
My soul holds them by seal,
But my heart beats ever faster,
For my nightmares are made real.
and like a child praying,
I...
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