When the stark harsh light fades
and the thousands of disapproving glances turn away
I turn to you and empty my heart into your numerous pages
scribbling and scrawling
like one possessed
when a pink glow finally settles over the evening
and darkness envelops the sky
the world drops its guard
masks fall
and old memories resurface, threatening to burst at the seams
Conversations take on a new meaning
and seemingly mundane lyrics
feel like deep philosophy
Ever so silently
amidst alcohol creeping through my veins
I find my defenses slipping
and my mind apparating to a different world
where my make believe dreams
coexist with you peacefully
....if I crave this darkness just to feel alive
just to experience an illusion of you
before the morning light takes you away
....then so be it.
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