Gazing at nighttime through a window.
Black is the sky, the clouds may soon cry.
Glistening crystals hide in the dark.
Everything covered by a thin sheet of gray.
Scary outdoors, better inside.
Gazing at nighttime through a window.
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Just Poems
RandomJust a bunch of random poems/songs I've written. Some are based on Hetalia, which belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya. I know, there's waaaaaay too much Hetaoni.
