A/N: A spooky thing for a spooky time of year! 👻🎃🍁
The sun and sorrows,
The light of my day.
The eyes they watch me
And sometimes may say,
"Sleep my child
for my work is not done.
Sleep my dear,
for we have not begun."
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Poetry
PoetryThis book can't even be described. It's just a book of the poetry that I've randomly written. Sometimes they're really short, long or moderate. Enjoy! ~Love, Fids
