At Nights Poem by Madrason .
At Nights
't was a small man
he opened up a can
and then he said
right on the spot
I can not.
't was like a flower
refusing the light
to show the beauty
chase the fright
out of might.
't was really surreal
all happened so fast
and now seemed to
be living the past
ready cast.
't was a mistake
we all seem to make
to think while we fake
we can all get
a break!
Madrason 21 oct 2014
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