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Pamela Haddad Jul 2014
Walking slowly in the dead of night, hoping to get away
From the troubles I have in sight, wanting them not to stay
Disguised with darkness I tread upon this street so gloomy and grey
People I see there is none, oh what an eerie day
Continued my trip in the darkness, moving away from light
No chaos there just calmness, no need for proper fight
Weirdness present all over, not a soul perceived
Life has reached a closure, this is what I believed
White coats moved towards me in a multitude of sizes
No humans yet I see, a hand from underneath rises
"I think she's better and can leave this prison of hell"
They didn't know that I weaved lies to seem so well
Running out of confinement, they realized their mistake
Failing their assignment, allowing me their lives to take
Pamela Haddad Jun 2014
Sweeping shadows encircle the sky
As waning beams flee the scene
The daylight now begins to die
Havoc breaches the peaceful screen
Round about the celestial throne
They trod to find the sacred zone
Turning twisting once and twice
Sometimes three or four to suffice
Having gone so far and wide
They vowed to rest and renew
But who knew who was on his side
For their leader they overthrew
Victory!they screamed and cried
Victory! Is all that we require
But who believed that leader lied
And all were burnt in the fire
Round about the celestial throne
They wander all night and day
Trodding to find the cursed zone
Their journey put on replay
Round about the celestial throne
Ghosts inhabit the road
Pondering about the ****** zone
And all those who mount on board

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