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Darkness Falls

I am who I am. I write poetry and paint really badly. Please be patient.

As the circle closes

Around us we feel

The fear of it,

Yet we know not

What it is we fear.


As we are backed

Up in the corner

As the darkness comes

Surrounding us.

What do we think of first?


Is it of the past?

Is it of the fear?

Fear of course!

Its all around you

Deadening your feet,

Freezing your body.

Run!

Run? Where do we run?

© 2019 Wendy Engela

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