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[aid] => mick
[title] => Darkness Falls
[time] => 2005-05-21 10:23:04
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[bodytext] => Darkness is something, but people might be afraid. The way it represents shadows and the shadows shall stay, may I say. Where the ghost linger and the darkness falls Is where I’ll be waiting, for what? For all! So I throw my arms in the air to feel hell’s breeze As it awakens the demons and rustles the leaves. And at school, may I tell you, are fights everyday. But the demons shall fight with me and by my side all the way! In the hall people may snicker and laugh, But I smirk as they do this and with a happy sigh, I know that they are only half. Half, you ask me is nothing more, Then half of themselves when they say ‘Life is a bore’. Little by little my smirk begins to grow, to grow to a smile, All my ideas, all my thoughts are carefully kept in one single file. Some may say I’m crazy, some may say I’m mad! I may be neither, or I may be both. As I walk around in my black trench coat. Because after this I will have no worry. Now listen closely as I finish the story. This is what I’ll do I will walk so silently, And I will wait and wait, wait so…so patiently. Then when the time comes, oh yes the time is here when darkness will fall! It will fall and fall over all of us all! We will be no one and no more! And now you can not say that life is a bore! But all stops as the air grows calm and my eyes grow bright. As you walk down the hall now and it fills my sight With beauty and love and all above turns to paper flowers Its great when you put your arm around me and we slowly walk And when you call me everyday and all we do is talk Although my life maybe hard, sometimes I cry Your shoulder would always be there as the time went by But one of these days I knew that we would have to split And I would kick and scream and have a big fit As I cry your shoulder wouldn’t be there And many times I have yelled that it wasn’t fair So I still wait here for you to return to me As the darkness always and forever will fall, it was meant to be For now the paper flowers rip into pieces But the darkness slowly comforts me in different ways Until you return, my love [comments] => 1 [counter] => 158 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Agaryulnaer [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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