Twinkling dazzling lights in the sky
Are all that I can see when I cry
Cold breeze when touched my cheeks
Gave me shivers but also the feeling of mystique
Darkness is now my new euphoria
Night is my gate to utopia
Am I getting too dark?
I guess it’ll a permanent mark
Maybe it’ll all be okay
Maybe I won’t go astray
Maybe it’ll all be fine
Maybe once again I’ll shine
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Beautifully written River.
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