In the Silence of the Night

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I love the darkness, the silence of the night,

the glittering stars and the bright moonlight,

the silver sheen it imparts on the world

hiding the blemish, the cracked, broken girl,

who sits every night, in a daze with her dreams,

with her heart that is bleeding and the voices that scream,

that torture her soul with cold memories repressed,

reviving the past that the future infests.

And her tears freely fall under eyes that don’t see,

who don’t know of the grief in her soul as it weeps,

‘til the starlight envelops her psyche with light,

giving strength to her dreams and restoring her sight.