Twilight
Twilight child,
always in the middle,
sitting on the line.
Forever at the crossroads,
forever on the edge of time.
No one seems to listen,
trying not to understand.
Forever with the process,
forever for the man!
So do you talk,
or forever do you speak.
Prying into the twilight,
which itself is yet unique.
Many are the same as I,
when we try to understand.
We look while we search,
yet never do we demand.
As a child we shall be,
flying in the time of night.
Until the day comes along,
speeding into the twilight.
Written by Phoenix(Phxdsiv)Feb. 13th 1983
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