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I feel I am the safest there,
because no one can see.
The darkness casts its shadows,
enclosing and hiding me.

My saddness is out of view,
from anyone else's sight.
It's consumed by the blackness,
and covered by the night.

My tears they are invisible,
unto the naked eye.
No one knows they are flowing,
in the darkness, as I cry.

Behind my ebony shroud,
is the pain that etches my face.
My veil of darkness protects me-
it's spun from midnight's lace.

As the sun arises,
I again go through life's parade.
Smiling as though, all is fine,
Portraying my daylight charade.

2002