What is this feeling that lurks in the town
As time steels to five and shops wind down
Why the tinged lingering that flutters around
Where are they hiding the rest of the town!?
End of days
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bujonswords
Poetry from an English Hart
What is this feeling that lurks in the town
As time steels to five and shops wind down
Why the tinged lingering that flutters around
Where are they hiding the rest of the town!?
