Night MAG

June 17, 2009

Night is a silent whisperer
Clawing its way through your room
Filling your dreams with thoughts of tomorrow
A time that comes soon
It comes with no notice
No warning
No signs
But always expected
And always on time
It's in your mind constantly
Never leaving you alone
It creeps in, sneaks quietly
To what you call home
It does what it does
With no regard to your own
It continues on and on
Until silently and quietly
Returns to its home



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