They lie and they wait
Painted in black
Not a word to be spoken
Not a word that can bring them back
The darkness that shrouds them
Is what keeps them at bay
They think it better to be alone
Then to keep the company of the plain
And words of plain hatred
Are known well to their mind
As mothers walk away from them
As they poll their child close behind
And the darkness that shrouds them
Is indeed not for those faint at heart
For it takes time and understanding
To know the addiction to the dark

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