Dusk

by Painted By Colors llInLovell   Apr 13, 2007


As the sun goes down,
The dark creeps in.
It consumes your heart,
your soul,
sending you into sleep.
For hours,
Darkness.
Nothing moving, anywhere.
It consumes the sun,
the houses,
the sky,
and, unfortunately,
it consumes...
Everything.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Hannah Emellia

    Hmmm, well I think it's lovey, it had a nice somber note to it and all that jazz...