Monday, March 3, 2008

84+ 2

Light is bright to my sight at night,

But I don’t think its right,

So I hold on tight in the fight

Falling, drown out the darkness,

So I connect to the moon light,

Start to sway feel a little fright

Fall into the dark and feel its bite

The jaws are close – quiet, but I go ta go

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