Tall pine of darkness touch the sky.
Twisting skeleton fingers of shadows.
Reaching for the light of the stars.
So far away the darkness came.
Light is shining bright, but darkness will always fight.
My old friend, she is lost in darkness.
She is alone, the shadows are her friends.
Darkness is not all that bad.
Only misunderstood.
Bad is not all that bad.
Good is not all that good.
Good in the bad.
Bad in the good.
We're all good.
We're all bad.
We're all both. In all of us.
We're all just misunderstood.
We're all outcasts.
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Moonlight
PoetryThis is poetry I wrote, because it's fun to right..some nice some a little dark