Dark

Sat, 09/21/2013 - 11:19 -- TamaraC

Dark is not a beautiful walk on the beach.

Dark is a daunting walk through the forest of hands and teeth.

Dark is a vampire sucking that little hint of  life from your God-forsaken soul.

Dark is being stuck in a world where you don't belong.

Dark sounds like the hungry cry of a viscious brute strucken with fury.

Dark sounds like silent of a dark empty room.

Another word for Dark is Bloodcurdling.

One thing about Dark is that it dwells in the shadows of nightmares awaiting its prey.

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