Night

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The Night is a place I like the best

It’s when people that pester me go to rest

There are others like me, out at night to play

And as for “normal” people stay out of my way

It is us that remain in the waking world while you sleep

We guard you while you slumber, as if you were sheep

We are he ones that goe bump in the night

And it is us that forces your mind with fright

During the day we seem normal, some say care free

But it is at night when you see what we can truly be

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 13, 2012 ⏰

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