Friday, July 15, 2011


A storm had raged..
Pouring anguish and despair
The set was staged
With pieces so rare
The night had begun to make its move
With a plan so sinister, it could hardly be true
The storm had paused, for a minute so hushed
That silence, screamed across un-witnessed
Darkness reigned for the moon had fled
And alone she was in a room with a lamp
Close eyed she saw it all
For the creatures of the night had begun to crawl,
The stage came to life in the still of the night..........
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