In sombre and misty nights
My eyes get colder
A quick freak of chilly wind
Makes me shiver
Oh what that pinching silence
striking my ear
Like in a hollow cave
there lies some terror
All walls repell my cries
My heart sick my brain dumb
I feel no nothing
I understand no nothing
TO BE OR NOT TO BE!!!
That is the question.....
By Fatima Shah
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