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The mask
#WritcoPoemPrompt37
In the quietest part of the night,
When you hover between dark and light,
Wondering if you can float away on dreams,
Hoping they won't turn into screams... I close my eyes those dreams on a cloud turned into nightmares like lairs in the dark night theres nothing in sight the tears run...
In the quietest part of the night,
When you hover between dark and light,
Wondering if you can float away on dreams,
Hoping they won't turn into screams... I close my eyes those dreams on a cloud turned into nightmares like lairs in the dark night theres nothing in sight the tears run...
