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Night Games

You must play my games,
enacted in clear light of day,
while I have now found
new friends in darkness.
Come closer, tip toe towards
the walls that can't  see,
their field of force, sucks energy.
I am not now your child,
you only had me for a while
I might hear you so will turn.
Don't be surprised to learn
you have no sight of me,
for I have departed,
knowing I shall never be retrieved.
Seeing is not believing,
and you must believe what
you cannot see.
Come, I will be here always,
just out of reach, the child you sent,
while resentment still grows,
from good intentions that flowed,
all those years ago

22 Mar 08

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which sentence?
 — DeformedLion

Dear DL

The one with the semi coma in the middle

Larry tiger feet Lark
 — larrylark

Sorry DL

it should have read life sentence but I've changed a lot of it anyway just to see if i can tease opal into reading it.

Larry bad intentions Lark
 — larrylark