The Uninvited Guests



The moon setting the ambiance,
yet I don’t feel at ease;
Moonlight’s mesmerizing glare,
shadows creeping still;
I can feel your presence,
though darkness hides the trail;
Do not conceal the evil,
in the beauty of your glaze.

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