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Nightlife When Theres A Murder
deep in the nights
shadows that is where
i stay, darting and crossing
that is where the shadows play
sometimes they're scary sometimes
they're nice depends on the night
depends on the life once in a while
me and a shadow sit and watch
the bright moon with its blazing crevices
and splits but now i am running away
from something real its hunting me down
and as i run my foot gets caught i go down without a thought
and their they are standing over me they take me to a place i will
never forget a small cabin that was a small fit now i am dead without
a cry they bound my mouth and left me to die
poem
by
Salome Leriadu
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