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Nov 2012
When the Shadows begin to disappear,
and Darkness fills, with all its fear,
The blackened Sentries stand their ground,
and keep me safe all around.

But as they too will fade to black,
and no one has my back,
the Darkness comes to get me,
when I cannot see.

And when in its embrace,
this truth I'll face:
there's no god here;
only Fear.

And by the day,
I may
give my last
breath
to Death.
Silent Zee
Written by
Silent Zee  CT, U.S.A.
(CT, U.S.A.)   
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