Unaccompanied I wander on that forlorn hour of darkness
Basking in the contentment of allowing my heart to repent
For no one else but me knows that
within this conniver exists the truthfulness
The awe-inspiring conflagration of once sheltered passion
A flame, a spark that beseeches to splutter and blossom
But Oh! Faces denial as the downpour of shadows disintegrate
The luminous star that shines before
disappears behind that hour of darkness
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- Annie Khalid (Written on 12th of July 09 after midnight)
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