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Shadow Watcher

Light and dark combine.
While dreams fill my mind.
Day has become night . . .
Shadows come to life.
I feel someone here
But now I really donít care.
When all is said and done . . .
Why am I the one?
Night after night . . .
Youíve taken your time . . .
Watching and waiting . . .
Itís gotten very irritating!
Watching me while I sleep . . .
Hoping my secrets you will keep.
Why not hold me when I cry?
You donít even try.
Does watching me turn you on?
Like going through my stuff when Iím gone?
Does touching my under-things . . .
Fulfill all your dreams?
Does it blow your mind . . .
To know what you take is mine?
Act now for it is time . . .
Shadow watcher of mine.

I wish . . .

I wish I may, I wish I might . . .
Dark and light . . .
Colors so bright . . .
Dreams of wrong and right.

Memories of laughter . . .
Shadowed by pain . . .
Dreams of happily ever after . . .
Change like the rain.

Tears cloud my eyes . . .
More memories return . . .
As the storm darkens the sky . . .
Another bridge to burn.

Pictures in my head . . .
Things of the past . . .
Make me wish I were dead . . .
To find peace at last.

Tear drops fall . . .
Like blood, they stain . . .
Sounds echo in the hall . . .
Finally . . . no more pain.

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