There’s something about this place
As dusk pours in through
There’s still a little light left
You know it’s there, you see it
You feel the glow
But you can’t count on it
You walk through the forest
And the thorns catch you
They invariably do, don’t they?
Had it been day and light
The blood would have glistened
But it’s dark now, dark as dusk
Shadows loom over you
Some known, most unknown
And for once you wish
You were lost for good
The shadows are so loving
As they embrace you in their midst
Black and shades of gray
Visions floating across your eyes
Bright colors against a background
Of the dullest shades around
It’s the past and the future
All rolled into one
Long have you travelled this path
And there’s still a lot left
But the funny thing about
This sort of twilight is
You never know for sure
If it’s of dusk or dawn
there was this wallpaper i had been staring at for a long time. led to this piece.
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