In the darkest hour

Silence everywhere

I woke up and started to walk

Down the basement, with a little talk.

Lit the candle

Near the mirror

Shadow of a maniquen

With your clothes and hair

It is the time, I can untangle my despair.

Stitch, shake and squeeze

Angry voice feel the breeze

Pulling one by one

Tearing your parts to the ground.

Atlas! Feel the pain

Your agony be heard in the pouring rain

My sorrows will last

But I am the master of your fate.

Written by: Annaliza V. Aquino

🖋️📕Anna09

11-24-2020

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