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Late at night
Late at night you lay
Face in pillow pointed away
Tears gleam and in the reflection they glare so unyeilding
It's so late so late at night
Is it almost day
The clock ticks and tocks but doesn't move
The hours tick by endless
It is late at night and all thoughts are awake
Laying in bed wondering what happened with fate
Remember the promises you made the promises layed to...
Sunday 9th November 2014 4:14 am
The Sound of Night
I awoke in a cold sweat,
On that frigid, unholy night,
For He has spoken to me
The Sound of Night,
Though He did not use words,
I understood His might
Bellowed from a place without light.
Echoes of Darkness pulsated,
Surged within my head,
Screams from the Void,
The sound of the Dead!
His message of dread was clear:
"Grip your foes with fear,
Show them their end is...
Friday 27th June 2014 8:07 am
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