My Haiku’s

Dark, Darker, Yet Darker.

 

Darkness. It can grow.

Dark, darker, yet darker. Dark.

It grows, yet darker……

 

In The Fog.

 

Something’s in the fog.

It comes close, closer. It’s near.

I must run, or hide……

 

Money

 

Money breaks people,

Millions and millions,

So little is good.

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