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Sinister
A storm is brewing ahead,
as everything falls dead,
the leaves are no longer green,
and the sun cannot be seen.
Dark clouds cover the blue sky,
as the wind kisses the land like a sigh.
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1893
It was just a fluke that I happened to see
The ghost of a girl in 1893
I didn't think much of her, tried to ignore
But then she came 'round in 1894
A spirit was not something that I had wanted
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Papercuts
Did you know that, when you wrote me, I was made of papercuts
That I was ink and glue and wax but mostly, I was papercuts
Did you know that, when you read me, I am made of memories
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Bearded Wisps
The fairies are out!
Their scaly protrusions flutter and snap,
Wicked claws somehow rounded gently.
The moors are secluded,
Stray sheep eyeing the
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Painting Hour
Colors combine together into darkness
My brush coats the canvas
Deep blues
Dark purples and reds
I attempt to recreate the feeling of darkness