Darkest Hour Poem by Dawn Lambert
Darkest Hour
Walking up
Not time to get up
Waking up
Not time
Cloudy day
Makes you wanna kill
Build it in
In till the full moon
Hold it in
Doesn't work
The formation coming
You have change
Sake up again
Bloody mess around you
Don't no what to do
Walk home naked
It's what you do
Getting over
The latest darkness hour
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
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When I had a hobby of reading paranormal.
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4/23/2024 10:07:16 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Holding back that light that shows our filthiness. Keeping the darkness I assume? I'm not too clear on it. : s