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NIGHT
In the still of the night
I glare at the vacant sky
Counting the starts
As though moments in my life
Blanket the air
Warming the stiffness of the moonlight
The puff of Gods breath
Caresses my ear
As I convince myself
Someones presence is near
But is it fair to assume
That my shadow is there
Its hidden from my sight
Trembles in fear at the thoughts
Trapped in my mind
Such noxious truths
Smothered in lies
As emotions attempt to confide
In the dark corners of my eye
Only to get lost in the salts
Expelled when I cry
Still I try every moment
To let that piece of me die
Sent the hit man to kill it
But he stumbled mid stride
Kidnapper of feelings continuously tries
To keep my true identity
Invisible in the still of the night
I glare at the vacant sky
Counting the starts
As though moments in my life
Blanket the air
Warming the stiffness of the moonlight
The puff of Gods breath
Caresses my ear
As I convince myself
Someones presence is near
But is it fair to assume
That my shadow is there
Its hidden from my sight
Trembles in fear at the thoughts
Trapped in my mind
Such noxious truths
Smothered in lies
As emotions attempt to confide
In the dark corners of my eye
Only to get lost in the salts
Expelled when I cry
Still I try every moment
To let that piece of me die
Sent the hit man to kill it
But he stumbled mid stride
Kidnapper of feelings continuously tries
To keep my true identity
Invisible in the still of the night
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