segunda-feira, 16 de fevereiro de 2009

Darkness




Walking down the darkened hall, I hear a spooky sound
Approach another corner, do I dare go round
The darkness all around me, can barely see a thing
What awaits me round the bend, what will the next turn bring
I rush around the corner, and see a ghostly face
I cannot see the details, my heart begins to race
Feeling round I find a switch, I turn it on to see
On the wall an old mirror, the face in it is me

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