The dancing demon, shadow's my arm. Scarred from the day you were born. Live without doing harm. Soon enough the veil will be torn.
Sad intrusive night, Darkening as the moon decays. What does follow your reign? If light, then why won't you say?
Some soldier skeleton, blurrs to fade as time moves on? Reflecting thought When it's been done. History the future now gone.
Laugh again oh puppet man. Whos strings snapped, as aged rot set in. Will your wooden heart, hard and dry with time, ever beat again?
Whistle loud, alert the dog, the mouse police is on it's way. Soon the meadow, much less the house, a safer place to stay.
Within the sounds of summer nights, a symphony of nature plays. As crickets cherp and owls hoot, the whip of the whip-o-will. The music, the night sky to fill. As I dream till day.
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