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this is a poem written by one of my best friends



My Life At Midnight

I awake at 5:36
I feel alive an excited as ever
I walk with beauty an grace
But I miss the old days
I still have the dress I died in
I must hide it from the world
I am one of the oldest
I can still remember that last night
I remember that beautiful, wild man who killed me
The man I had fallen in love with
The man I killed
I still have beauty
With brown hair like the horses mane
Eyes as green as the evergreen trees
Pale but tan as the Indian warriors
But I miss my old friends
But the past is pass
An the future is now an it's waiting just for me.
--by Cindy M