Scary Masters by Ogri Sarah Mathilda (@Mathillss)

I'd been told severally to leave the world I hold
And cherish the world I see
But then as ears and joy would have it
I'd hold tight this world right in my hands
For my eyes to see and glow beyond
Until the twelfth night of eve
Having been swayed by the peace of the inns of thus the world I held in my hands
I sat deeply yet sleepy but still breathing the freshness and
sweetness of the vibes I felt withing and out
Holding firm
Seated head faced down
I saw a fiery fierce beast
Dark yet ugly
Standing right behind and beside me
I thought it wrongly to scream
But yet another movement might land me dead and out of the world for
my hands would clasp no more this beauty world
Which I cherish
There and then I mustered courage raising and shivering
Yet muttering words of pleads
Don't kill me
Then at an average I saw
It was only a shadow
For I had been up
Keeping at late
With the paintings of sleep round my eyeballs
It was just me and my phone
The world I chose
To hold unto
And yet the scary masters
The speakers.. Reflecting with under the light of the night

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