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Nightfall Fear Poems
When I See A Desert, It Isnt Sand I See. But Who Else Can See It? Or Is It Only Me? You See Sadness And Hurt, Were Happiness Should Be.
So Beautiful, So Deadly, Every Bit Of Dust From Your Wings, Into The Breeze. The Only Thing I Wait For Each Day.
There`s An Angel By Her Bedside, Her Husband`s Tied Up Tight. Still Beside The Bedside, That Angel Holds A Knife.
I Fell So Deep In Love With You, Even Before We Were Together - I Knew. You Could Go Now And Ask Anyone, Even Daddy Knows All That Ive Done.
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(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892)
(31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821)
When I See A Desert, It Isnt Sand I See.
But Who Else Can See It? Or Is It Only Me?
You See Sadness And Hurt, Were Happiness Should Be.
When You Turn Away, The Vision Stays The Same.
Theres Nothing To Hold On To, And It Calls You By Your Name.
You Try To Run Away, But You Fall And Hit Your Head.
And Then All The Sand Changes, To A Dark Deep Bloody Red.
Then You Finally Realise, That It Really Isnt Sand.
You Try To Pick It Up, But It Runs Right Through Your Hand.
It Isnt Sand Around You, It Came From A Broken Heart.
It Got There From Your ...