Deep into the forest,
when wolves howl at the moon-
you'll be wanting to leave soon.
Midnight is on your doorstep,
as you take your time, strolling-
through the hours of night,
as if the moons sinister light-
will protect you from blood thirsty-
monsters, that roam the land.
As the stars come out, sparkling like sand,
the trees shift into dark shadows,
reaching for a soul to prey on.
The sun's warmth is long gone,
yet this midnight stroll has not come to an end.
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