Day again turns to night
I again ly alone
My once lit room
Slowly fades to nothing
I reach for my light
Now, shadows only shown
Hand puppets of doom
My thoughts darkly sing
The end is in sight
Ive always known
Since my mothers womb
I still wear the ring
Shadows reflect my fright
Shadow dog needs a bone
Roaring dinsosaurs loom
Cries flow through my being
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
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