Poem Number Twentynine.

                    Grim Night

Night seeping though the cracks under the door,

Hearing the ocean give a mighty roar,

The peace lasting only a few winks,

A voice in my head makes my heart sink,

A shadowy figure dressed in black,

Fearing something that all humans lack,

A ghost, a dream, or something more,

Causing a chill down to my core.

                         -Marie Dynes

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