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The listless moon, silver in its glow,
casts a favourable light on our reality, the waves crash, begin to ebb and flow. The dance has begun, pale skin in pale light, and full skirts courtsy, politely, about to partake in their sin. Masked men lead masked women, cordially, in the dance that is both the beginning and the end. A picture out of the Victorian Age, not even a horror film can lend this scene more suspense and rage. The Night Walkers smile, their partners, unaware, smile back, like the hapless victims they are. Drunk on the power, without a care, the humans hand over their lives, with little thought. This is the thrill they have sought, the wreckless mortals in their facination.
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Thanks. Perhaps it would have made more sense to make the rhyming a bit more organized, but I usually think that it sounds too forced (as it usually is) if I follow a rhyming pattern.
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Understood, point taken! I'm not keen on rhymes patterns either. Sometimes one finds it interesting when others point out poetical techniques and languages that one has used and has done so subconsciously. Though, I must admit, the form/graphology features seem rather static. Maybe next time, you could (if you wanted to, of course) experiment with various forms and creative ideas. Just an idea. Otherwise, evocative stuff.
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