Footsteps I Hear
The old clock in the tower chimes as eerie soundI try to hasten my walk across the bridge as it seems a fog bank has moved inI walk faster as behind me I think I hear a soundIt sounds like distorted...
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Nothing like a sharp tooth, and the bitter taste of blood is there lady Lanaia? Death is just a passing phase! Excellent write! MrLeslie. http://p200.ezboard.com/baspiringpoets"
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This is like a scene from a movie, filled with suspense. Your imagery is very good, and I could almost see the fog and haze, and feel the damp grass and I walked through this amazing poem.Enjoyed. A...
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