Late Night

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nov. 18, 2015

You make me want to scream into the shadows;
the trees block out the moonlight.
The shapes on the ground resemble the forest.
I'll be up until the late night.
You make me want to find someone else, but;
my feelings put up a fight.
will I ever be able to tear down my
walls?
I'll be up until the late night.
You make me want to change all of my ways;
the bullet I can't bite.
I want nothing more than to let you know
I'll be up until the late night.

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