at night the streets are dark and full of chemicals
oh but for the day...thats what i live for
in the day you can hold hands and show her that favorite building
in the day i can play soccer and get so tired i fall asleep in the park
but not the night
i cant sleep at night
the draw of black velvet sprinkled with white specks of paint
the night is a dangerous place ...a void of consciousness and etiquette
dark too dark
i think i will play in the sun
i will brush the dark dust that coats my skin and in the light begin again
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