old recordA Poem by Nyxstars revolving in the dark fabric of the night moonlight trickleing through the curtians silence . . . my cries shatter the hazy veil of dreams i jolt myself awake only to find me dead my dreams cease as the voices of angels sooth like rain until my cries cease and my strife is no more © 2008 Nyx |
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