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White Dress with Flowers

9/15/2018

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Picture
Black dress, white skin
Fierce eyes pull me back again
Long arms, but strong
Reaching out in the dark for souls alone
She walks barefoot
Through the trees at midnight
Unafraid of the dark
Every broken heart is worth the fight
 
Her name is night
Her name is strong
She wont break no,
Not until her work is done
She reaches out
Her bone chilled fingers to give you warmth
She is me
And I’m afraid of her

She wears her grief
Nightmares haunt her every night
She scares grown men
But children run to her side
Her voice pierces into many broken hearts
But she doesn’t mind being left alone
Left alone in the dark



Her name is night
Her name is strong
She wont break no,
Not until her work is done
She reaches out
Her bone chilled fingers to give you warmth
She is me
And I’m afraid of her


She terrifies me
Is this what I am?
A lover of rain
Unafraid she stands
I want to dance in a white dress with flowers
Feel them in my fingers
Not mud under my nails
Maybe she finds those they all say are lost
And she holds her own when attacked
But I want to dance in a white dress with flowers
I want the little girl back


Her name is night
Her name is strong
She wont break no,
Not until her work is done
She reaches out
Her bone chilled fingers to give you warmth
She is me
And I’m afraid of her

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