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Light

The waning light

comes from above

it knows what you are thinking of

 

It knows exactly when you hurt

it knows when you remove your shirt

revealing scars, revealing pain

when you try to remove the stain

 

That sadness left upon your heart

It knows when you will fall apart

It feels the crack begin to widen

and when the thoughts begin to frighten

 

You

the blade you hide beneath your pillow

How you sit beneath the willow

wondering right when he will go

 

Believe the waning light above

when it says you deserve love

ignore the darkness creeping in

someday you will rise again