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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