Watching from the shadows I see things out in the light.I wish to be apart of the Light but to afraid to reach out for it.So I sit in a small damp corner surounded by thorns and pine needles with my fear of being alone as so many people enjoy the warmth the light brings.Crying out when the light I watch from a distance dissapears into the dark,only to leave behind it more chills and sounds of things creepying around in its black corners.I curl up into a ball as red eyes stare down apon my small form.All im able to do is wait for when the light that comes and chases away the dark and its cold fingers that wrapes around my flesh.
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