Sara Stevens - Voices

A rush of voices heard in the night
violent shadows preying sightless
Angel's wings that beat a silent tune
rage of ages grow steady and alone
silent and deadly as the moon
a haunting tune calls seemingly
endless as the night draws closed
soundless and bright as the sun
unknown forces that strikes
now is here in the night
A haunting melody grows

Sara Stevens

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