Saturday, March 28, 2015

Night Creature

I don't have many words left for what I feel,
And I wish I could summon the thoughts...
Any remnant pieces of you disappeared
Into the dark abyss of the night ahead.
I don't have many words left for what I feel,
All traces of my heart have disappeared...
And I don't mind, I do not mind at all
It is as it should be, myself
Alone with all the beasts that roam the night
And rip to shreds all strands of light.

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