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Wednesday, June 20, 2007


Summer school. Quick poem.
Sweet Lost Summer Nights

Looking out upon the dark and cold nights
I see the moon above the trees.
Has ever there been more terrifying sights?
Have there ever been a more beautiful than thee?

No one knows why some live to see the day.
We go on without hope at all.
And every night to our god, we do pray,
That we will not lose all hope in our life, and fall.

The moon in all its brilliance shines so bright
The beautiful rays show our pain,
Fill all of our hearts with this horrible fright.
Yet something shining in the bright moon is so vein.

I used to yearn for these summer nights.
Now all I have, are these daily frights.


That's all. See ya.

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