Deep in the shadows of the lonely forsaken night
Where evenest the bravest shake in severe fright...

I sat in my darkened room
Not ready to face my doom...

You call me up early in the morning
Its still dark outside...

* OK, this poem is written in the point of view of...
I love his blue eyes...

Bright cheery colors bunched in a clump
People with smiles, happy and gay...

I have this thing on my arm
It shows me my past...

I close my eyes and feel the beat
I wiggle, bounce, and move my feet...

I never thought I'd get caught
Shoplifting some wanted things...

When you feel the heat
Rising within yourself...

* I DID NOT WRITE ANY OF THIS!! It was in the...
Her Fragile Soul Diminished...