A blood red moon fills the night skies,
In the shadows the beast arises.
Faster the heart pounds as the shadow is felt,
Warm breath flows through the air.
Then suddenly it's upon you , lightly tracing your body.
Cold chills run through your soul,
You want to run but can't move.
Frozen in time all you can do is stare,
You bring up the courage to look.
I know I make you feel things deep,
But can You please let me in it's cold out here




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~suffer not the soul~
You here, TOO?
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All I need is a piece of paper
and something to write with, and then
I can turn the world upside down.
- Nietzche
Everything you can imagine is real. -Pablo Picasso
Welcome to dA
Hope to see some of your work soon
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"It is Nature who makes our artists for us, though it may be Art who taught them their right mode of expression". - Oscar Wilde
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