Midnight HourA Poem by TallulahWhat does the midnight Hour holdThe night held all its evils Hidden in its shadows Searching for a place to hide The wind cried.
The stars shine in the sky Their fears still light the night. As far as they seem to be They know corruption Has a limitless reach.
Lightning bugs and moths Fly quickly through the dark With hopes to escape the demons That flock the midnight hour...
The midnight hour holds your heart in a strangled hold. Do not venture out young one Or else expect not To see the next rising sun.
© 2009 TallulahAuthor's Note
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