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Rated: E · Poetry · Thriller/Suspense · #2186076
All things are not always as they appear.
Evil abound in the dark night air
The watcher is waiting
As you feel its blood thirsty stare

Sweat starts to form
On your brow and your cheek
As fear grabs your voice
So you cannot even speak

Icy fingers of terror
Run down your neck to your back
As you nervously anticipate
The demons vicious attack

Palm to your chest
You feel your heart race
As the blood starts to slowly
Drain from your face

White as if paper
Ashen colored with fright
As you imagine the unbearably
Painful first bite

Fear in your heart
And tears in your eyes
As you try to be brave
And await its surprise

It steps from the shadows
And into full view
The hideous evil
That was waiting for you

With the light you now see
A form and its shape
Wondering what’s in store
And wanting death over rape

But to your relief
Through tear filled eyes you now see
It’s not evil or hateful
As you believed it to be

It stands in the light
Nonthreatening and at ease
Not wanting to harm
But only to please

The wings on its back
Are now spread wide and of white
That shines with a pleasing
Soft gleaming light

Its features so beautiful
And wondrous to see
Your fear and the terror
Are suddenly set free

For this is not a creature
Of death, evil or hate
But a loving blessed angel
From heavens front gate

In that moment it was clear
All your life you did waste
For fearing the unknown
And judging in haste
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