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A billion silver fireflies Light up the blackened night Then all at once come showering down Such a spectacular sight! The shadows of crippling hands Reaching to an untouchable moon Will all become so familiar When daybreak comes so soon The floating ghosts of troubled deaths Sail the dim lit night skies But if were seen in daytime Would delight the saddest eyes Lithe black shadows stalking Prowling upon unsuspecting prey Are far from fierce and menacing When witnessed during the day Seems mysterious night plays tricks Upon an unsettled mind Which makes the night quite evil And the daytime seem so kind
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Jul 9, 2010
Jul 9, 2010 at 2:45 PM UTC
Things Are Not As They Seem
A billion silver fireflies Light up the blackened night Then all at once come showering down Such a spectacular sight! The shadows of crippling hands Reaching to an untouchable moon Will all become so familiar When daybreak comes so soon The floating ghosts of troubled deaths Sail the dim lit night skies But if were seen in daytime Would delight the saddest eyes Lithe black shadows stalking Prowling upon unsuspecting prey Are far from fierce and menacing When witnessed during the day Seems mysterious night plays tricks Upon an unsettled mind Which makes the night quite evil And the daytime seem so kind
(C) Copyrighted Kirk Thomas 2010/03/11
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Jul 9, 2010
Jul 9, 2010 at 2:45 PM UTC
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