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When the Night Toasted Darkness

Created on: August 14, 2007   Last Updated: August 13, 2013 

The night toasted darkness
And the shadows set in
Into the deep wilderness
The moon shone again

Behold, for the darkness has no truths
So much deceiving me that I don't know what to do
The anger comes upon me and I try to release it
But instead in my queasy stomach, an ache in the pit

Circles of memories and reminders flutter about my brain
Coming in double time, pieces falling like rain
I try to speak but I just slam the door
Because the words cannot be spoken anymore

Maybe it's the side of me people take for granted
With a heart like an eggshell and a posture like granite
One false move could send me off this planet
Running from the nonsense and irony that runs so rampant dammit
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September 7, 2013 at 5:52 PM
† After Reading Your Heart's Excellent Rhyme, Sweet Precious Lucinda Price ˜ I Truly Love These Depths As Of Late, Within Your Priceless Eyes Which We Find ˜ If In Fact Our Flesh Be An Enmity Of Our 'Spirit' Then Yes Tis No Surprise, These Endless Onslaughts As Battles Most, We Do Fight ? Good News, "I Have Overcome The World." * Keep Posting Encouraging's Skirmishes For Ofttimes It Does A Heart Well And, Stay Beautiful, Love, John
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