The eyes of the night
Watching souls wander
Mourning their past loss
Bound by their scripture
A deposition
Signed in their own blood
When they lay frightened
Death fast approaching
They were promised life
Their lives were waning
They had seen no choice
But to take a chance
And sell their own souls
For a chance to live
As promised they lived
But not as they wished
Their bodies still passed
But their souls lay trapped
Caught by the night’s snare
Now as the sun rises
These images fade
The light shines through them
Hiding their presence
In the dark of night
Author notes
Each line is 5 syllables. Hopefully I counted them right.
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good
i liked it, it had that kinda cold touch to it, it was pretty good
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