The Days Beckoning For Revolution

by James Nappo   Dec 29, 2006


With each new day,
brings new nights.
each new night,
brings more dreams.
within these dreams,
you'll find yourself.
scared, cold, and all alone.
Fear the day that's yet to come,
and fear the night,
for the night is the reaper,
but i am here to save you.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Spoken Silence

    Very well written....very good play on time