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Shadows Drift Over the Moon

Fingers graze the rail,

toes are slipping down the trail,

you are innocently laying in bed,

unaware of bizarre that sits in your head.

you’re crazy and don’t know it,

they won’t say it,but you show it.

your brain seeps pain,

your  insane, it weeps, sane

you think you are the person next door,

you round the corner,

and are no more

it gives you a moment of clear thought

then marks your eyes with dark blots

it drinks all of your strength

leaving your torn feet beneath

as in the night the wings flap

then fright sings you a trap

shadows drift over the moon

crazy will sift in to your mind you soon.


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