the Night

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Fuckin’ hate the night … The dark, cold, shitty night
The decaying remnants of the day that went before
Merging into every other, a never ending bore
A resonating pounding, like waves on lonely shore
Every single nightmare from tales long steeped in lore
All sitting out there waiting, in the dark.. Outside the door
The romance of the moonlit night a memory evermore
Memory of the day’s warm light, ne’er coming to the fore
A fading hope for hope itself, what future lies in store?
I fuckin’ hate the night … The dark, cold, shitty night. 

Billy 7/3/14

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