When I lay down to sleep, I pray someone holds my soul to keep.
Light be with me through the night, and wake me when the outside is bright.
When I step into my world of dreams, where nothing here is as it seems
When dark is light and wrong is right, where everyone sees but no one has sight.
I stay up late nearly every night, 1:00 turns to 3:00 then 3:00 to 5:00
No matter how late I won't close my eyes.
Because when I do the mosters will come after me and you...
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Poems of a Lost Girl
PoetryA collection of poems written on my free time, they are mostly all free-style so stanzas and patterns may not always add up exactly but I assure you it staggers the quality hardly at best. I believe a poem can tell you a lot about a person, their i...
