Howl the wind
in the cold December night,
as well as the screams of the damned
that accompanies them
with its gloomy sounds.
Flaming eyes,
scarlet tongue
and wild grin
hurl themselves into the darkness,
to ward off evil
hiding in the cold winter.
Poem (C): Me
“Kaulitz Dolls” (C): Josef Diveky
“Snow Storm” (C): Ruth Van Sickle Ford
“Snowstorm” (C): Tanya Filichkin
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