Sky is black, as the day slowly turns it's back. I can see the Gecko's yellow eyes staring into me. It's long, swirling tail, it's cold black eyes make my skin grow pale. I turn around and see another, tounge is lashed out before my own eyes. I open them an hour lately to see the sunrise... Oh, the evening of the gecko! All of them are free. When night appears they open their minds, I set them free... evening of the gecko! Sky is blue and I see none of you. Why'd you have to run away and hide? I am not dreaming, but I feel you in my heart, saying, "Please...let me alone." I turn away. To face another day. Without the gecko. Without the gecko! Oh, the evening of the gecko! All of them are free. When night appears they open their minds, I set them free...evening will live forever! In the gecko's heart...
Reason for writing:
The so called GECKO I am referring to is my friends, they seem to be so free during the evening and during the day they hide and lock themselves away, while at night it's party time!!!!!!
Birth sign: Aquarius
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