I wander through the
ancient chambers
lighted by the glow
of the moon,
my skin crawling with
ancient fears
that echo against
the stone walls
until I am finally
upon the crypt
shrouded in years of
legend and myth-
I slide the coffin lid
and climb in
by K, Copyright 2013
*This poem was completed using mostly my magnetic poetry sets.
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