The sun sets
And nights on its way
It's out there now
Laying in wait
Ready to devour
At any moment
It keeps its own counsel
Destroying who it chooses
And tonight its my turn
With deadly aim
It targets my fears
Creeps in close
To finish the job
Isolated and cut off
I have no choice
Sunday, December 25, 2011
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