Writing From the Darkness

For those immersed in the darkness

Vague lights flicker on the heath
As shattered spirits glow to lure
The bogs that call at midnight chime
Where a forgotten enemy walks no more
Thirst runs deep on the barren heath
Vague mists rise and shadow the mind
Singing so soft like sirens of the sea

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