| Dave's Poems |
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| Night |
| Novels |
| The deepest night, so cold and empty. Full of pain and sorrow, we cower within ourselves. The darkest night, so empty and cold. We fear what we feel but can not see. The strangest night, so painful and lonely. Our minds flee, leaving us cold and empty. The quietest night, so lonely and painful. Our hearts fail. We are so cold So empty. The night Consumes us. |
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