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Poem: Lurking In The Darkness

Lurking in the darkness, a poem by Daphne Tore / Dean Thorpe

Walking down the darkened hall,
I hear a spooky sound
​Approach another corner,
do I dare go round

The darkness all around me,
can barely see a thing
What awaits me round the bend,
what will the next turn bring

I rush around the corner,
and see a ghostly face
I cannot see the details,
my heart begins to race

Feeling round I find a switch,
I turn it on to see
On the wall an old mirror,
the face in it is me

Daphne Tore signature with rainbow colours

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