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Pan poetry
Daylight slowly deadens to black
Another day past to never look back
Sweat drips in and burns my eyes
As the darknes envelopes blue skies
Colder now creatures in bed
While visions of evilness dance in their head
Vampires come out seeking a nights prey
From those too weak to get away
Addicts get home from work and smile as they get high
All the while darkness controls the sky
Creatures of the night dig through garbage cans for food
The moon will help them find something good
But at darkness's peak
All may seem bleak
The sky starts to change back to light
Another day starts and at least for today light has won the fight
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I just love people who use the excuse "I use/do this because I LOVE the feeling/joy/happiness it brings me" and expect you to be ok with that as you watch them destroy their life blindly following. My response is, "I like to put forks in an eletrical socket, just LOVE that feeling, can't ever get enough of it, so will you let me put this copper fork in that electric socket?"
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