You look at the night and marvel at stars.
I glimpse at the sky and only see scars.
In purer darkness, you run from the beasts.
I quietly sit with them and seethe.
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Unspoken: The Anthology
Ficção GeralFor all the stories that would otherwise go unheard, unsung, unspoken.
Good Night
You look at the night and marvel at stars.
I glimpse at the sky and only see scars.
In purer darkness, you run from the beasts.
I quietly sit with them and seethe.
