As the sunshine people,
worship their day,
I hide in the shadows,
bathed in dismay,
watching them bake,
their glowing skin,
biding my time,
all the while knowing,
when the sun goes down,
my time will come,
devouring them whole,
savouring the taste of sun.
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Dark Attraction
PoetryA collection of deliciously, dark poems. #3 in Poetry - 9/6/18 I hope you enjoy and any time taken to read, is greatly appreciated and if you wanted to hit the little vote button or comment, you will have my eternal gratitude. H x The main theme of...
