Whistling In the Dark
Can I see myself in the dark?
Perhaps all I can do is feel
Time... is the beating of the heart
And I fear... means its real
If its day, I wouldn't know
If its night, I can only hope so
Whence without I can behold
Beyond life, is there not a soul?
A shadow for every a light
And not everyone can hide
Is there light for every a night?
When even the blind has their sight
Moments too pure and true
Dying away and living again
A side of shade I never knew
That side of light... never to remain
I was not seen by the dark
Perhaps the dark can feel?
Time... maintaining apart
I know you are real...
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