Out of the Shadows they come;
hauntingly beautiful
morbidly grotesque;
The dead and un-dead alike
roam the Lands of the Living...
Or is it we who roam the Shadow Lands;
searching for acceptance,
hoping for companionship,
longing for the touch of Death
who's Breath brings Life...
Out of the Shadows they come;
hauntingly beautiful
morbidly grotesque;
And I, someday, will join them.
Vivienne Moss
picture found at www.wallchan.com./sandbox/1122/
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