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The Finale

Tags: poetry, dark

You will never see me coming

I am always here waiting for you
dancing in the growing darkness
singing along to the tune of duskiness
played by the harp of the nights

I am always here watching for you
as you ride along the dusty, insensate road
as you climb the tall fat wall to reload
as you realize it’s not day but twilights

I am here and there for you
seeking high and low
I paid some visits to say hello
alack, my presence will ignite frights

I am always here waiting for you
expecting the ripe moment
to begin my concert of separating and torment.

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