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Aug 2012
Dreams, shadows, my life of night speaks
Never once do I miss the sun

The bat inside me fears for the light,
the gargoyle demands it hurry up

Two sides, one made of night, nature,
The other made of dark and man

Neither evil, though one ferocious
Both considered bad by all

No one had dared to come close enough to see
Both sides are perfectly harmless

Though dark, I've never felt brighter
In both mind and spirit

It seems that all can see me from miles around
But all are too scared to get close,

Maybe the light is a lie
Maybe the darkness is the only truth
Written by
Alexander Griffis
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