The Forgotten Ones
We are naught but
scattered throughout
the night
Lost upon the preferable
Midnight oil
Seeping through the cracks
Forgotten as though we
Never existed
Nocturnal slaves to the
Moons pale light
Blinded by the sun's
Burning brilliance
Lost to those who live
Within her covet
Kissed with milk
White flesh
Dammed with haunting
Cat like eyes
Doomed by our very nature
To walk the darkness
Gena L. Buchanan
09/07/2007
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