A Day in the Night

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A Day in the Night

Lying alone in the dark
Tears of the girl breaks my train of thought
Aimlessly walking hand and hand
I still hear crying
The darkness devours me
Moving forward
The Darkness is my evil friend
A hand reaches down
Help finally grabs Grabs my wrist and tries to pull me
The grip slips, I fall
Someone get me out of here, It is up to me
This is not the first time I have fallen
The crying stops,
Pail eyes appear frightend
Shallowness of apperance,
The dark friend can be lost in exchange for red
Tears of red,The whole time who was beside me?
They looked like me, I miss them, where did they go
Why did they not help?
Alone again in the dark
Vincent J Caiazzo

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