Deep Poetry: Burn It

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Friday, May 6, 2011

Burn It

Light the flame, keep the darkness at bay. Beware the night, take heed of those afraid of light. Worse than monsters under the bed, worse than monsters hiding in the closet. Behind you, they silently creep, waiting for you to sleep. Power hungry, they feed off fear. Pain is what they intend to induce, whenever they are set loose. Bars can't stop them, chains won't hold them. They on those who still have innocience, making use of their ignorance. Victims are left bleeding and broken, never to be... Sign in to see full entry.

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