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The first poem I ever wrote |
| The night awaits me I can see its hooded face It haunts my eyes and taunts me ears Tempting me with its cool embrace Its dark voice crying my name The night awaits me Clouding my view it calls for me Come closer come closer are its words Millions of voices echo about me Urging me forward urging my way The night awaits me It rushes aross my senses like blood in my viens A chill runs through me tight claws reaching forwards Nearer nearer it breaths The night awaits me Its cold upon my neck I feel its darkness surround me Screaming its sober temptation It triumphs about me The night awaits me Change is upon its breath Soothing and calmness flows through me Urging me forward urging my way Light surrounds me The light awaits me its sweet breath runs through my heart the honeyed voice guiding my feet hugging me close holding me tight light is upon me |
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