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Night time falls as midnight calls.
Morbid souls speak only of their love for humanity
whilst their soft emotions leave them coldly abandoned.

DELIVER THE INSANE FROM THE HARSHNESS OF REALITY.

A black cat sits on the fence with a critical sneer,
observing my wayward stance as the curious sparkle
in your eyes make life seem filled with much color...

IN THIS MAGIC WE ARE NO LONGER NOTHING.

We know this story ends where it begins,
we care not, for it is love without sin.
It is here where the fire is bore & here
where our hearts settle the score...

Infinity to one... Your brilliance is second to none...
Take me I'm yours ... I am anything & more.

Let the winter sun beat down on us through
no shades of grey...

Let the daylight be plain as black & white & you
& i be as daring as the last moment of 'midnight' ...

I SAY TO YOU...

"Be still... be still my darling...
the moonlight will revisit you.

When the red earth has absorbed the
boiling heat of your disdain, the moonlight will
surely be your friend again."

A MAN OF SHADOWS SAYS TO ME...

“All you see are cracks in the terrain…
When will you see you are surrounded by green acres?

WHEN WILL YOU SEE THE PRETTY PICTURE I HAVE PAINTED?

Cover your eyes if you cannot bare the light...
Don't shut them forever....
you need to survive .

You will be alright,
Just don't lose the light..."

For it is then, when all our inhibitions will fall,
it is then & only then,
when real life calls.

Within the pure light... the beautiful

LIGHT OF MIDNIGHT.




S.L.D

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