The sun falls,
And the moon takes its place,
The darkness closes in,
At its very own pace,
The moons glimmer,
It shines in the night,
It shines through the clouds,
Shining so bright,
But as the night passes by,
Screams fill the dawn,
The light that was left,
Is now gone,
The shadows,
They hide in the night,
Waiting and hiding,
For the fight,
The battle begins,
Between shadows and light,
All the hiding and fear,
It all ends tonight.
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My poems
PoesíaLife is short. life is long. dont put yourself down for one thing youve done wrong you hate you love you are free like a soaring dove but that dove can stay or that dove can fly away live life with the one u love live life as a soaring dove
