The stars shine only at night
while the sun does in the morning;
the moon is mostly alone
even being surrounding by the stars
Dropping at every beat
is tiring with the same rhythm;
following something else footsteps
is never an accomplished of yourself
Blindness is like being hidden
away from everything that was true;
never be able to experience most moments
sometimes those lead to the end
Falling behind it not new
trying to hard to express someone else;
never worth it toward heaven or hell
but remember its always your decisions
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Sounds Peeking Through
RandomPoems for this evening will turn down every road and deep into cracks of darkness of each battle that passes by, and how they end with knowing the knowledge and feelings.
