Midnight's Agent Of Silence
By HeadpatSlut
Midnight's Agent of Silence
The Night is dark and
cold, and quiet-
And the clock tower affirms-
This praise that
we cannot deny it-
To phrase in simple terms.
The tower's
clock strikes at the hour-
Repeatedly it tolls-
To warn of demons,
Midnight's power-
Our minds, the Fear controls.
Alone,
one solitary street is walking-
An Agent of the Night-
So like
a Hunter that is hawking-
With nothing in his sight.
So
quiet and mysterious-
The nothingness he parted-
Torn and left
delirious-
In silence, broken-hearted.
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Copyright 2010 DK6_Marius