My Favorite of the Day

May 15, 2008
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Daylight is not my favorite of the day
I wish it away more often than not
In truth I long that Twilight wrap me,

Cover me in its warmth.
Please let the air be warm
To distract me from what it brings me;

I’ve something empty.
It controls me and my senses
Coordinating the strings to make me

A masochist.
Pride has rooted within me
Another day checked off:

I’ve yet to cry thus far.
I wish time still more often than not
Then Twilight brings it again.

I’ve a void in the pit of my stomach.
Others do tend to favor Daylight
A sunny closing where the moon belongs
I tend to dislike disappointing;

This twilight has brought me
[Hope].





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