Fruit Salad for the Soul: At Night

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Tuesday, January 9, 2007

At Night

The noose tightens by the second, the invisible hand never skips a beat, they are synchronized together, they are the reason the darkness covers the streets. Hesitant to move forward, The memories from the times of yore Brings anguish and desolation Terror reigns deep within. Wishing the dreams away... Sign in to see full entry.

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