sábado, 29 de setembro de 2012

Year watcher.

Since childhood the trees near my house,
always kept a shadow.
Not one that matched the suns angle.
Now in the heavy heaving city,
a darkness finds solace again
close to me.
Through the years it has soaked up
 my smiles and frowns,
my laughter and tears!
It has sent me night magic,
and terror.
Never showing so much as it´s face.

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