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The eighteenth night

A/N: This was co-written with BillTemple1957.This poem, is also posted in his Ghost writers collection.

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She saw her scars shine bright,

in the glow of the,

eighteenth night.


One night for each of her years,

nights of pain,

nights of tears


In the day, it would be with a smile

she brushed all her worries aside

and kept us in the dark awhile


But at night, when all alone

blade in hand, mind astray

she wants to cut to the bone


The glint as she twisted it, with defeat

reminded her of eyes of her past love;

deceptive and filled with deceit


but as the blade began to pierce

an image flashed inside her head

overpowering emotions so fierce


her breath became mere rasps,

her legs shook beneath her,

as the moon witnessed her cloddish grasp


she dropped the blade from her hand

as through tear filled eyes, she proclaimed

"this is not who I am"


she wanted to escape, this tormented girl

from the maze of ugly thoughts, but not

from her body; not from this world.

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