Tinta Invisible
 Los Sustos Ocultos de Frankelda
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Invisible Ink
You think we're alone
That the night is ours
But in nightmares
Not everything is shown
My ink is watching
My eyes are writing
In shadows they dwell
In leaves they hide
And it’s not so terrible
When reading, the hidden comes alive
Invisible ink
That lives without living
An author who is
A fright