Personal poetry.
Holding the twilight back
Scared of the moon
Reviling the truth
Hope daylight comes soon
Wishing the sun
Would stay a little longer
Wish the clouds would come
And the day was longer
Afraid of what the night brings
Your eyes filled with fury
I know I promised you
I wish dawn would hurry
You pull the knife out
And hold it to my arm
Time to pay for my sin
It part of the charm
I should have let the blood drip
And stain the white snow
But I didn’t let it go
But that was so long ago
With two lives on my mind
And one long night ahead
It’s to late now
To take back what I had said
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