The night of the thriller

There has been a fight 

In the course of night 

Everything’s shattered 

Nothing was bright

All were shivering 

Holding themselves tight

Madness was to rule

Blocking the sight

He was growling 

Booming the fright

He wanted to burst

He was no dark knight 

Everywhere turned red

Due his spite

He was desperate 

Searching for the light

To salve the burn marks

And to make things right

But there was no sign 

Of the twilight 

As if the shelters

Banished into height 

Moments were passed 

And leaved the plight 

Some were murmuring 

There was such a night

 

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