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Oct 2010
Waiting for the night to come
sinking beneath the weight
of the world upon my shoulders

waiting for the night to come
sinking beneath the pain
the world has suffered

sinking into the darkness
when night shall cover the world
and no one shall see me cry

waiting for night to come
so i won't succumb
to a broken-hearted world

i want to forgive
and i want to forget
the madness and suffering

the broken promises
and unrequited love
of distant memories

so i wait til the night
to bleed my emotions
forth upon a page

to be forgotten
by the sands of time
until nothing remains

except the dreams of nights
were tears stain the ground
and the world stood still

beneath the lucid moonlight
of a rose colored hue
that burns like fire
Marcus Logan
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Marcus Logan
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