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Darkness loiters the corner store Across the street from my home Like a vagabond high strung beneath midnight shadows A magician of sorts- He stands still Aware that his presence is unknown Yet his spirit breaks free at night Darkness crept through my window Replacing once radiant sunbeams He evaporated my senses recklessly Approaching me with a vicious grin I went to speak but my words disintegrated He replied- It's time your dreams begin
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Oct 24, 2013
Oct 24, 2013 at 2:41 AM UTC
Midnight Shadows
Darkness loiters the corner store Across the street from my home Like a vagabond high strung beneath midnight shadows A magician of sorts- He stands still Aware that his presence is unknown Yet his spirit breaks free at night Darkness crept through my window Replacing once radiant sunbeams He evaporated my senses recklessly Approaching me with a vicious grin I went to speak but my words disintegrated He replied- It's time your dreams begin
ian-cairns
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Oct 24, 2013
Oct 24, 2013 at 2:41 AM UTC
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