tonight…
in the course of the night
the silence takes up my
whole being…
without leaving a trace
without so much of
a goodbye..
in the pale moonlight
the shadow dances
along with the scornful fate
twisting my life
sucking every piece
that tells me i am
yet to survive…
in the shade of the
silver things
up in the sky
the mere feeling
i am keeping inside’s been
robbed away
by the silent, lurking
and ever sinister
destiny…
i was born to be
a survivor…
at least,i thought i was…
cause tonight,
the odds against me
are bigger than the
complications i used to
play with…
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