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When the lights go out at night
The ghouls come out to take delight
In your worry, fear, and grief,
Your rights and wrongs in stark relief.
Their slimy, sticky fingers trace
The lines of tears run down your face.
Their cries and wails go ‘round your bed
Like memories of words best left unsaid.
The claws of doubt dig in your spine
With fire and ice, their rage combine.
They slither and slide, feed off your breath,
Yet what they hold is never death.
That blackest pit is only found
Within the soul of sufferer, bound
Tight to your heart, made fast with spite,
And beating to the pulse of the night.
- by SnowQuartz |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 09/26/2008 |
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- Title: Uncertainties
- Artist: SnowQuartz
- Description: Everyone has had one of these nights...when something you've said or done comes back to haunt you as you try to fall asleep and escape the memories...
- Date: 09/26/2008
- Tags: uncertainties doubt regret night
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