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As the shadows lengthen she hurries on;
for the daylight is nearly gone.
Looking to the left and then the right
she can detect nothing within her sight.
Still, with the setting of the sun
she knew it was the darkness she should shun.
It's not long till her house comes into sight.
Here, she'd find safety from the night.
Her steps quicken all the more
hastening her towards the door.
The shadows at her seem to mock
as she places her key into the lock;
then they suddenly come to life
as a soulless one takes a wife.
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| Writing Prompt |
The challenge is to write a poem that contains some form of horror or thriller. No more than 100 words. |
Author Notes
Thanks once again to Cleo85 for her most wonderful artwork.
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