Children Of The Night.
By whitedove55
Children of the night Never seen by day Floating through dreams Bringing memories. Memories of times Happier times When all was well As was meant to be. Children of the night Arms outstretched Embracing, loving As days gone by. Awaiting darkness Welcoming dreams Awaiting the return Of Children of the night. Written March 1st, 2002 © on Feb 28 2002 09:36 PM PST 0 • 10
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