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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