Daylight
I used to hate the night
The way it signaled the end
How everything bad happened
As if it held ominous presence
Something only the light took away
Now I could recluse from it all
Shroud myself in a sheet
There the sun never shines
Under the sheet I can hold on
Never letting a ray touch me
Every memory would last
What once made the night sweet
Would stay in the morning
Lingering at the border
Never following me to the day
Because the ominous night
It brings happiness
Peace the day has forgotten
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