Everyone thinks the world to be a scary
Place,
With demons cowering in the shadows,
And monsters that hide not only under
The bed,
But also dwells in stowed away minds.
They say it's a place of hungry animals,
Always searching for prey,
And they don't forget to mention,
That the hungry animals are the people
Around them.
The night is dark,
Where sorcerers and witches,
Plan their reign.
But when they focus on all these Obscenities,
They forget about the pretty things in this
World.
They forget the angels smiling in the
Daylight,
They forget the meadows and the flowers,
The beauty that blossoms in their mind.
They forget that the hungry animals,
The people,
Also smile and tear at the eyes when they
Laugh.
They forget that even though the night is
Dark,
The stars have pledged themselves to light
The darkness up.
It may be a scary place,
But nothing can be perfect,
Even flowers die when their lives are over,
Even stars die when their gas gives out,
Even people become monsters when
Their smiles aren't returned.
A scary place,
Is all you make it to be.
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Poetic Justice
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