he is calm
he is mild
he carry though his heart
the moon and the stars
people are used to party with him
or chat in a bar
and all lovers upon him they grin
he is dark
he is mischievous
within him cursed all the hoes and mistresses
he is cold
he is bold
gangs think he is home
evil within him would be born
he is the dark knight
he carry his own special light
also lots cries and fights
he is good and bad
he is happy and sad
and he wouldn't change
because people love him to stay the same
does he have a name?
he is the night
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Beyond The World.
PoetryBeyond the noise of the world there's a stairway leading to the basement of a fantastic world.
