I do not want to leave you, my bluebird
But I have to
You are a being of light and I belong in the dark
I see you slowly dying in my world of darkness
So, I must leave
They told me a being of light and a being of dark can never be together
They were right
Goodbye, my bluebird.
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The Midnight Library
RawakHas anyone thought about how darkness brings you comfort? What many fear is what brings comfort to some. The midnight library holds a collection of poems and drabbles with a dark undertone. If you are one that seeks comfort in the dark the midnight...
