Night, by MorbidMaiden
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The Night wants her daughter back,
But fears she's too far gone.
Too lost in her chaotic soul,
To hear the nocturnal song.
But the daughter feels a pull inside,
And stares up to the sky.
Gazing at the mystery of eternal Night,
With a longing that makes her cry.
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Posted: 2009-01-18 17:51:58 UTC |
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2009-03-08 01:01:08 | Tyler Cedric Golden |
i like this poem very much you did a wonderful job...if you would like please read my poem The Strength of My Will.......and let me know what ya think....thx |