A
night after chimes of 12
Some
roads are deserted
Leaving
a feeling of the fear
The
unnatural sights in the mind
The
angry ghosts that live
On
the roads waiting to take souls
The
replacement that they seek
See
who are the unlucky few
The
streets lights may play
The
moving shadows the eyes see
Sometimes
it is there; sometimes the shadows move
The
eyes watch the mind takes flight
The
shadows of white
Nobody
knows why
Maybe
it is just the mind
The
treat or tricks the night is shared
The
night after chimes of 12
Walking
or driving alone
on
the lonely stretch of roads
Don't
fall asleep stay focus
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