Eyes are drifting off.
The memory is fading.
The voices become silent.
Light begins to change into darkness.
The sun goes to bed and the moon arises.
Bright light shining down.
Casting an everlasting glow
Upon the world of the lost and lonely.
The sky cries
And the wind howls.
Green leaved trees shudder
The air bitter and crisp
An serene and melancholy melody
Whispers through the night
Singing a soft lullaby to the dreamers.
2007-03-02
14:04:50
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