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Shadows
A question in the dead of night
I ask, "will it be alright?..."
When we say the sun may rise
For a new day, tomorrow.
A day I'd rather not awaken for
A day I'd rather not endure
Instead I may jot down words
Of how pain is my grandeur
Envying the shadows laid at night
That vanish in the light of day
Never to suffer, never to cry
Into darkness, fading away.
I ask, "will it be alright?..."
When we say the sun may rise
For a new day, tomorrow.
A day I'd rather not awaken for
A day I'd rather not endure
Instead I may jot down words
Of how pain is my grandeur
Envying the shadows laid at night
That vanish in the light of day
Never to suffer, never to cry
Into darkness, fading away.
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