Man, Without | #NaPoWriMo

There is a cold
That seeps through my soul,
It is the cold of a waiting storm.
There is a hole that lies in my heart,
It is the hole of broken dreams.

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In The Dark

Alone in my room

The curtains twist in the wind

I swear the chilled air has thinned

 

Curling up with doom

Something creeps along the hall

Can hear its breath through the wall

 

 

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