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The night -
the quiet thief
of my dreams -
falls upon me,
wraps around me,
as thick as a morning's fog...
In hushed whispers,
the night tells me
it's time,
I need to go...
I need to leave behind
my hurts, my tears, my worries -
my restless nights...
Be there for me, my love -
wherever I may go -
I need you near
to chase away
the darkness that surrounds me today.
The hands of time
are rushing me -
it's time to say good bye
they say -
the night is ready to embrace me
one more time...
It's time for me
to be one with the moon
and the stars -
and let my spirit soar...
I think I've found
a place for my hurts...
a place to hide the tears...
the night, the darkness -
cold as stone...
~ Ankhs ©October 2005 ~
 
 
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