Around, all around, the shadows gather.
My dread grows as the Dark One's touch falls against my naked soul.
It crushes me, and darkly my
life's blood drips
to the wicked earth that is my prison.
In agony I cry out, Why?!
while Death's shadow takes me.
Now alone, my blood falls upon cold eyes.
This is death
адреса: https://www.poetryclub.com.ua/getpoem.php?id=242628
Рубрика: Лірика
дата надходження 22.02.2011
автор: Даша Піддубна