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Night is blinding

The road seems eternal with colorless blobs surrounding its path

With little to look at leaving me fearful and uncertain

It twists and turns as if a blowing curtain

The moon sheds some light 

Too weak to guide my way

It sits and awaits to be chase by the sun

And reveal this dark world around

So I will follow this road till tomorrow

And begin once again

On a new horizon's plain

But till now I run through this shaded world's terrain

Until I greet the sun rays and neglect this fearful sorrow

 

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Graham Sherwood

Mon 13th Oct 2014 15:06

Loved the idea of night being blinding but I feel you could have made the body of this piece more malevolent and dark. It didn't seem to frighten you enough.

Well done

Graham

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