Posted by: In My Place on: Agosto 25, 2008
Things That Crawl At Night
“The night falls in the forest and the light fades away
The wind cries over the snowy plains as I wait for another day
The circles of thought don’t turn
The candles cease to burn
I’m left alone the darkness that fills my heart
I hear kind of weeping, small voice but a great pain
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