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Angel Of The Night
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Creations Of Thought I’ve been sitting at my window night after night staring into the darkness.
Nothing seen but only flashes of past events and sometimes darkness.
The strange urge is slowly awakened inside of me
The night is so quiet and alone and the emptiness is unbearable.
The need to be held in the arms of a unfound lover
The need of the wet kiss of those unfound lips
The need to know that there is someone out there loving me
The need to know that there is someone destined for me
Cannot be escaped as I gasp for yet another cold breath
The sound of my beating heart pounding and pounding in my chest
Reveals the pain of yesteryear.
In my minds eye the vivid pictures flashes by
Of lovers which I had.
Forgave all of them for the unbearable hurt
But I can never forget.
The way they all just ripped out my guts and afterwards always wants to be friends
I’ve made a few but they will always remain my hearts enemy.
I cry out in the dark to the person destined for me
“Please hurry,” I scream but with no reply
The full moon laughs at me and say
“Look up at me Angel of the Night, you are both doing the same.
Looking at me and thinking the same.
You are destined to be happy and free from pain.”
Writen by the Wolfman 12/06/2000 3:23AM
