The darkest souls
Have the prettiest smiles
And the most pristine reputation
Gilded in light
Basked in warmth
And illumination
But they suffer the worst damnation
What happens when the light goes out
When the sun goes down
When the darkness creeps in
And lights snuffed out
When eerie silence reigns
Regal and poised
Lost and lonely they wander about
Because they never did know what to do when the lights go out
Tears finally spill over
Rage takes over
Because where there is light
There is the dark
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Nyctophilia
PoetryNyctophilia (nyc-to-phil-I-a) (n.) love of darkness or night. Finding relaxation or comfort in darkness. A collection of poems from a twisted mind, poems and quotes that come from inside :)
