The moonlight dances on the darkwaters
Filling them with brightness
Making the world seem pure and innocent
But along came the bats
Hunting above the shores for food which they need most
Gently they swoop down to eath, trying to catch their prey.
While doing so they also disturb the the waters making everything darkagain.
The sun comes up as the moon dissapears and alll thats left is brightness
There is no purness no innocence just brightness
Brightness in which baad things can happen.
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PoetryThese are some poems. I don't do a book of only dark poems or happy poems. there will be a mix, depends on what I feel like writing. So ya, be sure to check out my other poems in GONE. So...........one more thing, do not ask for updates because I wr...
