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Aug 2015
Night* ,
why are you so long?
Night ,
why are you so hard?

Holding between the darkness you your sky
and the brightness of your stars
my deepest sorrow
my biggest despair

Indeed,* night
you are a time of solitude
but of serenity too
a time of death
but of life too

A time when the world is dead
but the hearts beats
when I can remove a robe

the robe I put on everyday
but not every night
It's the robe these heart beating dead see me in

No one knows who I am
No one knows my trueness
My tremendous fails
My weaknesses and fondness
No one but you.

Tonight,
I shall be free
I shall relieve myself
from their looks and minds


Night* ,
I let you see my tears
My sadness, my paleness
that I wish no one to see

For that,
I shall wait for the day
a time to fight
a time to battle

I put on my robe of lies
I cover my deep anguish
I sweep my tears
I put a smile as fake as it is

I play my part
In the harsh play of life
and our little secret
remains unknown
until our next mini apocalypse.
May Sellami
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