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Nocturnal

Mary De Leon

August 23, 2010

Here I am

Loving the night again

Wallowing in its infinite darkness

Never learning, always yearning.

It's where I find myself

Naked of truth,

Stripped of inhibitions

Immune of lies

Of which I didn't mind

And eager to be part of

The shadow-free night

Where I don't have to hide,

I need not to fright.

The touch of your

Callous hands is enough

To blow away all the worries

Brought by the day

And the truth that lies

Behind the locking of eyes

Tomorrow we'll hide and so on

Until the evening comes