What is sunshine?
To me it makes the morning.
But to some it is a deadline.
A call to become of what it all is.
Sentient
But what is the moonlight?
To me it makes the night.
But to some it is a paralysis
A state of being where it is safe to be or not be in advantadge
Power
But what am i, if i am not accustomed to sun or the darkness.
Am i just striving through the days?
Like a flick of a lamp,
My days are numbered.
Life.
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poems made by me
Poetryi actually make really good poems... If for some reason, you wanna use em' ... please credit me or idk haha
