Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Demon in the Dark

She guards the dark with silver light,
the wind blowing through her hair.
Forgotten souls filled with fright,
no one again to care.
She holds out her hand to all who would fight,
beckoning them to her lair.
Woe be to those in their endless plight
hence she lured them there.
Her smile, a knife as she returns to the night,
seeking another to ensnare.

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