run fast and far away run from the light of ghostly day where shadows walk and prey on fear and demons feed on those we hold dear so close yet so far away the moon hangs high with nothing to say the stars tell stories of angels past who now stray among us with hearts of wrath walking through the trees mask the pain lightning strikes, starts the rain falling hard upon the leaves devils whisper temptations on a breeze hand in hand the moon meets the sun for one brief moment day and night become one light and dark together embrace spirits dance with beauty and grace water boils, blood stains the shore death surrounds us, innocent and pure today's dreams are tomorrow's love potions falling toward the deep end of the ocean Sindel 1999 (c)
Reason for writing:
Merely a collection of thought
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