Thursday, January 22, 2015

Windows.

The shadows creep along
Their only joy to haunt
Their only joy is wrong
So sing their haunting song

Have they come from my own?
See all those shadows
See all those windows
Open from my being alone

Is this more than I can face?
I can fight, I can escape
And my eyes open again
But I find I've been awake

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