Sunday, January 27, 2013


I miss cloudy skys and dark days. 

I miss the closeness of the shadows.

I miss the shelter of the foggy woods.

I miss the whispers in the Hallows.

I miss the emptiness of fear filled streets.

I miss the lonely, lost, and wallowed.

I miss the terror, and blood soaked sheets.

I miss the screams, muffled and sallow.

I miss the youth that began it all.

I miss her skin, blood, and marrow.

I miss the look in her frightened eyes,

As I chased her through the Narrows.

-- From Hell


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