Nights grip

March 2, 2017
By aleeat BRONZE, Hastings, Michigan
aleeat BRONZE, Hastings, Michigan
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Golden rays falter as night swallows it whole
The honey coloured beams fade to maroon

Skies painted pink before the black returns
Night is open fields with desolate lands

Darkness. Ink coats the skies and our eyes
Making minds wander, scanning the obscurity

Feeling it prowl just beyond our peripheral,
Fortifying our fears to peer beyond fluorescent safety.

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