Your Nightmare-By Kyle
It’s tongue flicked the air,
like a leathery whip.
It is as stealthy as a panther,
prowling through the deep, dark forest.
It’s claws as razor-sharp,
as a steel axe cutting through a car.
The eyes are as menacing,
as a ferocious beast.
Scales as sharp,
as a sharpened sword.
Teeth as edged as a jagger,
cutting through your soul.
Wings as shadowy as a dark silhouette,
on a bright, sunny day.
You are the nightmares end.
The Dark
You are the darkness,
Pushing through the light.
You are a dull Monday morning,
ruining peoples sleep.
You are bold anger,
pushing everyone out the way.
You are the speed of a cheetah,
cheating in a race.
You are the glowing shadow,
hiding from society.
You are the taste of a rotten banana,
brown and slimy.
You are as stealthy as a panther,
prowling through the deep forest.
You are like a rocky comet,
crashing into Earth.
You are as lonely as Pluto,
at the back of the planets.
You are feeling the dark nearby.
You are the end.
The Dark
You are the darkness,
Pushing through the light.
You are a dull Monday morning,
ruining peoples sleep.
You are bold anger,
pushing everyone out the way.
You are the speed of a cheetah,
cheating in a race.
You are the glowing shadow,
hiding from society.
You are the taste of a rotten banana,
brown and slimy.
You are as stealthy as a panther,
prowling through the deep forest.
You are like a rocky comet,
crashing into Earth.
You are as lonely as Pluto,
at the back of the planets.
You are feeling the dark nearby.
You are the end.
The Dark
You are the darkness,
Pushing through the light.
You are a dull Monday morning,
ruining peoples sleep.
You are bold anger,
pushing everyone out the way.
You are the speed of a cheetah,
cheating in a race.
You are the glowing shadow,
hiding from society.
You are the taste of a rotten banana,
brown and slimy.
You are as stealthy as a panther,
prowling through the deep forest.
You are like a rocky comet,
crashing into Earth.
You are as lonely as Pluto,
at the back of the planets.
You are feeling the dark nearby.
You are the end.
If you are a child,if you always wanted to see the world,if you were always a lover of the deep depths , then you want to visit the island of Draco and see the ocean of mythical beings such as the Kelpie and the Froglide that are only found naturally in the magical land of Atlantis where we know you want to go.
In this amazing area, where coral roses manifests and absorbs the nutrients of the healthy citizens of Atlantic citizens, we are opening our hearts and making a discount on your travel.Once boarding our planes, you will receive a seed which grows the mythical oak of frost and you will be encouraged to plant it to help save the lifestyle. Once you arrive at our island, you will also be granted a diving suit and a ticket for a soothing submarine.
If you are a child,if you always wanted to see the world,if you were always a lover of the deep depths , then you want to visit the island of Draco and see the ocean of mythical beings such as the Kelpie and the Froglide that are only found naturally in the magical land of Atlantis where we know you want to go.
In this amazing area, where coral roses manifests and absorbs the nutrients of the healthy citizens of Atlantic citizens, we are opening our hearts and making a discount on your travel.Once boarding our planes, you will receive a seed which grows the mythical oak of frost and you will be encouraged to plant it to help save the lifestyle. Once you arrive at our island, you will also be granted a diving suit and a ticket for a soothing submarine.
The ways of life
What is soft? Freshly laundered pillows on the bed and cotton wool gently washing my face.
What is hard? Grammar waiting for an answer and a friend leaving the country and never returning.
What is hot? An engine getting warmer ,as it’s owner goes for a drive, and a toasted s’more, gooey and light.
What is cold? An ice bath as you raise money for charity and your sibling, fading away as you speak to them.
What is poor? A toddler’s chalk drawing on his house wall and a rushed piece of maths homework, late anyway.
What is rich? A warm chocolate fountain with strawberries to dip and a game at Wembley Stadium with Saka.
What is wet? A turtle as it raises up to the sky for a breath and a duck’s wing as it searches for food.
What is dry? A tree’s bark as it uses the sun as it’s towel and a parched mouth, waiting for it’s drink.
Frost oaks are as fragile as frigid ice yet they are
as heavy as robust glaciers.
Their roots are mystical,ice skates forged from
frost.
The trunk is as elegant as ballerina and as strong
as steel.
The leaves created from crystals of snow that
dance like ballroom dancers on the dance floor of
nature.
Their twigs baul a sap of hail.
Their branches comfort those around.
And their bark shine to the lost souls that wonder.
Frost oaks are as fragile as frigid ice yet they are
as heavy as robust glaciers.
Their roots are mystical,ice skates forged from
frost.
The trunk is as elegant as ballerina and as strong
as steel.
The leaves created from crystals of snow that
dance like ballroom dancers on the dance floor of
nature.
Their twigs baul a sap of hail.
Their branches comfort those around.
And their bark shine to the lost souls that wonder.
Frost oaks are as fragile as frigid ice yet they are
as heavy as robust glaciers.
Their roots are mystical,ice skates forged from
frost.
The trunk is as elegant as ballerina and as strong
as steel.
The leaves created from crystals of snow that
dance like ballroom dancers on the dance floor of
nature.
Their twigs baul a sap of hail.
Their branches comfort those around.
And their bark shine to the lost souls that wonder.
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