As the sky turns black;
The sun moans like a dark shadow,
Leaving the sky in mourning;
The stars creep to see fame,
Unlocking the key to stardom; dressed in light as they move in silence, like the sun shines, when nightmares awake the souls, they tremble with fear....where can we go...no where to hid from our nightmares, As the clouds cuddle we know that ignorance still remains, stop having nightmares....
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Author:
Contagious (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: December 2nd, 2017 19:55
- Category: Gothic
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Comments1
Easy to drown into to.
Lovely and altogether beautiful.
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