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by Tanya, Mom of one. Feb 9, 2005 category : Dark, fantasy / unexplained
Quietness, My mind starts churning. Darkness, My vision is blurring. Daylight, Too much to do. Nighttime, My day is through. Quietness, I am scared. Darkness, I feel unaware. Daylight, My times cut short, Nighttime, My life, I abort. ****I wrote this when I was 16, just now put it on here. Guess I was a little depressed****
by Heather M Craig
aww dont be depressed--cheer up8) a great poem however--God bless Love Heather.