Making sense of this silence
quiet as it seems, also dense
The rusty tinge of blood
hangs heavy in the air
Walls are discoloured and yellow
they smell of darkness, and sound hollow
Spiders and bugs creep along
Dust on lamps shows when are turned on
A crack of thunder, a bolt of lightning
shadows can become very frightening
It begins to rain outside, heavily
fears is washed away, quickly
-kd
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