The shadow

by master of shadow   Nov 10, 2005


The shadow is spreading,
every day it is larger,
every second drawing closer,
it is coming,
silently, slowly,
the dark stillness,
the empty silence,
swallowing all light,
leaving destruction in its Wake,
empty dark sorrow,
sucking all joy from the world,
it is coming,
we are next.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Little Dot

    Super work. Strong emotion.

  • 19 years ago

    by xEmmax

    Another excellent poem, keep it up,
    xx

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