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January 1997Rate this Poem
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Night, Who Creeps Through Keyholes
Night,
who creeps through keyholes
Night,
who treads on hunter-silent feet
The Night of inky darkness
A realm
of the unnatural
A realm
of the morbid creatures: The hunters, the stalkers and
Night
who comes slowly
stealthily
Night
makes nary a sound
Sometimes,
a whisper
Sometimes,
a sigh from
Night, the realm of the stars and the Moon in all Her Glory and
me
The Night is me
I am part of
Night,
who creeps through keyholes
| On March 7th 2007 thatbluewoman Said : | |
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cool. i like :) |
| On March 1st 2007 500nets Said : | |
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i want too see more lines like the last one |
| On February 28th 2007 joshuhwha Said : | |
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not too shabby |


