Red Eyes

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To your spine they bring a shiver

There are pimples that roughen your skin

Upon your thoughts are demands of fear

And your mind is filled with anxiety

 

You moan and groan with memories that creep

Forever more they will be replaced

To the sound of your heart

Inside of you they crawl

 

Mysteries of the past……

Will crumble with the decay of time

Dreary shadows cast through the dark

With trees that are bare and dark

 

We hear crows that dwell

That do disturb……

Look at where they roost

With long gone wheels

 

A mist of winter breath

As they watch from a window

And it rolls from a street

The ghostly mists of Red Eyes

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