here i lay, on the grass watching the sky above, waiting till it falls. and on our day of reckoning when the sun slowly goes out and implodes i will be watching from the grass. life is a strange thing. Giving a gift so beautiful and so tender and then just as you become happy it grabs it away leaving you numb and alone in the grass. watching as night turns to day, and day turns to night. A world without a moon would leave night bare and dark a perfect world where light is no more, alot like laying face down in the grass. so here i lay facedown in the grass waiting for it to be night waiting til i dont have to see anymore where i can look and no ones stands out where i wont be thought of and then i sleep waiting to wake to forget of the perfect world of darkness. troding on through the day of light the day of judgement a day of sorrow. as i lay here in the grass with my blood in my hands i watch... and wait for the darkness's sweet embrace so i dont have to lay here in the cold dry grass......
Kira_Light_2ndL Community Member 
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