twelve oclock and im wide awake
pitch black night.no moon to be seen
gentle winds blow unlike the thrashing ones of the morning
cant get to sleep, though its so calm tonight
thoughts of you dance around in my head
wanting to hold,to touch and caress
missing your smile that isnt even mine
your comforting hugs making me feel safe
its almost as if things were perfect in our point of veiw
but just step to the side and so much is out of line
people who hate, critisize and deny
rumers that spread quick like light
shadows surround masking the truth
hate, frustration, and anger create a storm
it swirls in confusion not knowing where to go
taking out whatever it strikes
never stopping, ever alive
like our lives..unquelled
just like tonight



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