Hissing of the night

tall shadows hides under the night cloak
whispering with sounds like the passing fogs
words they say no one ever knew
the looks in there eyes make your heart blow
secrets are passing between those shadow’s thought
what are they saying in this night’s quiet
tall shadows fearful shape of shade
making this darkness like a stories of warlocks tale
when they feel the coat of the murk fade
they disappear like they had never stayed

tall shadows hissing of the dark night

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