Every night has its dawn.
When hope rises o'er the horizon.
The again, every day has its twilight.
When hope dwindles and dies.

This is my twilight. This is what I show none, but then again, I have little to no chance of ever meeting any of you. You may run into my dawn, but here lies my twilight. Every once in a while the night may end and you might get shown a spark of what lies o'er the horizon, but then again you may not. You have been warned. Anything I post, I own unless I state other wise. If you wish to qoute it, lemme know. But don't take what is not yours, I'm sure you have enough sorrows of your own.