1 Oct 2010

Night falls, and life happens underneath the covers.

Night falls, to be, or not to be: even more is it the question.

Night falls, time looks away until the dawn, when light catches up.

Night falls, shooting stars, upon which is the hand of many wishes.

Night falls, slipping into sleep to forget this waking life.

Night falls, and hope will peek through every crevice of doubt.

Night falls, where we fly to a lover, even if it is just dreaming.

posted by John H. Doe @ 12:01 am

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