Dawn

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slumber in the wakes of dawn

shaken down by demon eyes

eyes so red

as red as the dead

shaken down

days changed forever

forever dawn

dripping down a wall like dew on a flower

it blossoms into something

somethign big

days go on

night to dawn

the dark is gone

as if the light destoryed it

fatal balence

nothing can stay

the years go on

night to day

and back to night

dawn will forever

be back

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