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The ocean sways
The wind blows
Don't get to close
The melodies hurt
The night, clear
The forest, calm
Don't venture to far
Their howls and bites hurt
The darkness whispers
The garlic strong
Don't stay put now
Their fangs sink in
The imagination
Conjures up such
Magical creatures
When in fantasy
They are deadly
To approach
But in real life
We have trouble
Believing in what's
Right and wrong.
JE LEEST
➵ Midnight Thoughts | ✔︎
PoëzieRandom, collated thoughts put to paper through emotion and expressions, and a mind that works it's flow. Love, Lillian x x Disclaimer: this is purely my own work. if my lines seem similar to other poems, this is purely coincidental. some poems/boo...
