In the after hour
of a silent night
Behind the curtains
safely out of sight
Fear confused by glamour
slowly losing a tricked fight
Blindfolded and missing
the first moment of light
Outside beauty unknown
being imprisoned feels all right.
Still, nothing is achieved
in the prologue of a new day
A blank canvas to be painted
future contributions to pay
Forgetting about the night
hoping demons are scared away
An emotional numb hour for free
Knowing this feeling is not going to stay
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