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  The Darkest Hours: Eight o' Clock

  

  By Colichemarde, Marble Hill, MO

  The beginning is actually the end, As to when this all starts. The end of the day around the bend, Just the thought plagues our hearts. At the eighth stroke of the clock, At the chiming of the bell. We see Charon's boat, boarding the dock, Again, now we travel through hell. We get o...
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  Just Clickin'

  

  By Colichemarde, Marble Hill, MO

  You know i've realized something about us, I don't know if you see it, The way I do. But you and I are just clickin. When you see me, you see me. And not who I used to be. And when I see you, I see you. And all the joy you bring. When were together It's like nothing else ...
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  The Fears

  

  By Colichemarde, Marble Hill, MO

  As the beginning sun starts to fall, And the whispers of the twilight come and go. The shadows of the moon grow crooked and tall. And into the cave our hearts we stowe. Living and loving; perhaps both are lost In the emptiness of that cave. In the storm of our hearts are we tossed, While be...