Creeping Dusk
The floorboards creak with echoes deep
Awake the things that never sleep
A figure stands by the cracked old door
A smile that’s crooked, teeth one more
In the darkness it lingers still
It’s silence colder than the chill
I feel its presence and energy surrounding
The force it conjures left me confounding
I narrowed my eyes and the shadows grin
For they’ve been watching all this time within.
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