March 20, 2009
The inky morose

Holds only caliginous


Dreams are the only life vests
Keeping you above the doleful sea

Of what lies within
But the sun will soon ascend and

Rescue you

From your sacred fears
Burying the burden of

Hidden truth

Shielding you from you,

You and your nightmares.

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