REST FOR THE WEARY

 

All is dark.

Until the moon finds us.

Hits us with its spotlight.

Blinds us with its glow.

Reveals us to the night.

All we want is darkness.

Respite from the sun.

Sleep for the weary.

Good night moon.

BLINDED BY THE LIGHT

All is dark.
Until the moon find us.
Hits us with its spotlight.
Blinds us with its glow.
Reveals us to the night.
All we want is darkness.
Respite from the sun.
Sleep for the weary.
Good night moon.

 

All is dark.

Until the moon find us.

Hits us with its spotlight.

Blinds us with its glow.

Reveals us to the night.

All we want is darkness.

Respite from the sun.

Sleep for the weary.

Good night moon.

(Source: p–i–c–t–u–r–e–s)

 

GLOW IN THE DARK

 

We glow in the dark.

We are masks.

Or are we?

We’re speaking to you.

Can you hear us?

Can you see our mouths moving?

Our eyes shining?

Move closer.

Come and see The Dead.

Walkers of the night.

We can be anyone.

Even the one standing beside you.

THE DEAD GAME

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