Darkness is the only thing that exists,
Among thieves and decievers we seach,
Find only childhood memories of light.
Whispered dreams carried away,
And pieces of joy and love die,
Falling into the heart of death.
Helpless screams of silence before me,
A stripped dead land with nothing to harvest,
Dark and day combined forever,
Until death collides with this love.















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Anyway, I think this is a another wonderful one... oh and btw... I think you've kinda inspired me to write little poems like this when I'm alone outside not doing anything. It all just sounds really nice.
Uni work? What you studying? Im still at high school
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