Sounds of Night

Sounds of night betray the day,

Shadows warm a dying sun,

As flowers curl round saddened light,

Whose tears sad stars become,

In soft cafes, a hand, a match,

A flame, a wistful smile,

For dreams of things that dreams remained,

For dreams long realised,

While on darkened streets,

The curtains close,

Against the hope and lies,

And from deep within each lonely room,

Comes the groan of going mad.

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