Poems

Old Friends
We’ve come a long way, you and I
Were it not for me, you would die
I know I always put you to the test
Always keep you in a state of unrest
But as shadows extend their reach
Who better than but me to teach
The dangers of the siren’s song
For when darkness grows long
Truth is masked and horror is near
Who better to befriend than fear?
Shaine
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