Lost In Time
Hatred is the day
Beauty is the night
Pure emotional fray
I never will fight
In the days we are so dazed
The sunlight burns my skin
Forever now my mind is crazed
A slave of night when days begin.
The moon is out.
My fearful prey,
I'm out and about.
The daylights rays
Attack my soul.
The nights are my days
My heart, a deep black hole.
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