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In the twilight hours, when madness sets in
And the darkness engulfs you, when terror begins
Blurred in reality, a turn of events
Nothing around you makes any sense
Longing for sanity to visit again
Never really knowing where it has been
Torturing dreams that fly through the night
Grasping and grabbing, in torrid delight
Cause you to stumble, turn away from the real
In the hands of the devil, your soul, his steal.
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Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos 
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Thank you! 🙂
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You even do dark so well. The last line was superb as was the whole poem. 😈
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Thank you. Sometimes I think my darker side is the more dominant one. At times I have to rein it in.Thank you again, so very much.
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I feel the same way. Not many here on WordPress seem to enjoy the dark. Ah, well.
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True. I get more reads on the soft stuff, but truth is, we all have a dark side. I wish others would explore it more.
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Amen, sister!
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😀
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Nice one!
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Thank you, my friend! 🙂
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You’re welcome Dorinda! 🌹
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Superb picture….and poem! Hugs! ❤
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Thank you, Bushka! Hugs! ❤
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🙂 ❤
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