Tuesday, May 6, 2014

~
All night we feared
that the light would not come.
All day we feared
when the light would be done.
We aren't here to savor it
or dance in its rays,
Only to forget
the presents days

Though our feet were wet,
the water was gone.
And the day had left until the dawn.
And we sat without you
on the edge of night.
We no longer feared
the fear of fright.
~





 

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