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Author: Cryssean
Fiction Rated: T - English - Poetry - Published: 11-04-09 - Updated: 11-04-09 - Complete - id:2737945
NIGHT I open my eyes to the dark world above Night, my favorite time No stars yet, only the full moon for company Tears fall, blood shed, i wish i could Let the pain be, i hope it shows i am not week Leave me to gasp in astonishment at what has became Home is a short walk away I wont make it, not this time So i call them telling them ill be late They worry, i know, but i don't care I have a lot on my mind By mourning it will all be on my person I try to hide it, hide it all It wont work for long Everyone will know soon enough Let the tale-tale tears fall Marking my dirty skin, stain my cloths Night, it hides me in its cloak No one sees, everyone hears My cover is blown I see the flashlights glow Its my father, come to get me Ill go home now, lay down my head The tears will again fall Let it be Its dark out still Night, my favorite time


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