Hush little baby,Don't say a word,
The melancholy cry of a mockingbird.
A blood stained dress,
in a cemetry.
A gossamer flash,
and a lullaby.
Wings brush by your face in the dark,
as you take a walk through the park.
A demon laugh is sacrilege,
and a silent church bell rings.
Lycanthropy and marblewood,
horrors crouched in the shadowland.
Hunted down,
and victimised,
another death on the news.
All we are here is for,
the predatory delight of the night.
Author notes
So, this was already posted by me on another account, but that I had with a friend, but that account kinda died, so I'm posting my stuff from that here now...
It won most unique in a contest, and I'm pretty proud of it...
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