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I'm an awful liar (but you don't mind) Category: Poems
the fragile light hovers in and out sometimes. it's dark for most the day. we all just make the most of it, even though it's hard to stay.
sometimes the night swallows people whole, stolen from their lovers nothing left but a shattered soul to float to god knows where.
all I wish is to become apart of the night, but it seems as though I'm immortal, and soon it'll give me a fright, but then I'll be okay.
the night will save me from my misery.
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