Into the swamp,
On a moonless night,
No use for a lamp,
Nothing in sight,
A place always damp,
No fire no light,
Where the beast have might,
Will I survive this night?
Here I am not the Champ,
Here I cannot fight,
Here my heart I clamp,
To stop my instinct of flight,
My heart rate at its height,
With me being in this blight,
My legs would cramp,
Being played by sprites,
The shadows acting vamp,
Showing me various wrights,
My nerves going off a ramp,
Because here nothing is bright,
In this twilight swamp,
I am in constant fright,
On this moonless night,
I may not live to see next light
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Pablo Gonzales
Just a guy getting his creative side some exercise.
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