The face of sudden hope fadel my
Into the vital shadows
Leaving a mist of bad taste
Tears on my pillow becomes a
Black stain of emptynes but still
This void feels its fields with
Flowers
Even holding a Marge thougth of its peace
Could be harmful
Let your name be a sweet song on my lips
In remembrance of letting you go free
Just in case
The Night Greeter
Come to my bedside I can say there
Nothing to take
I've created this inside
And you do not want me
The Night Greeter
Watch my empty hands go dry
The hold of this is greater
The old souls say let there be wisdom
Must I hide my heart away
Are set bricks around my visel
Words that I hold in my mind
Seem to tell the enemy a lot of my plans
The Night Greeter
Explain, the value of the brave without fear, worry, Are anger
The Night Greeter
Questions. What I've have done
I replied
I've close my eyes and created a image
The Night Greeter
No longer greets me expecting
Pain.
Behold a diemond in the rough
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