In the next one I will do that. Just know this ain't one of what I said.
Dying light.
Sad yet calm.
In the night.
A dark symbol on my palm.
I'm a dying light.
Hope to never come back.
Dark yet bright.
A drained light with no lack.
Lacking a dying light.
Beautiful yet dim.
A beauty in sight.
Who is to say I ain't grim?
I represent death.
A faint line.
I take your breath.
As soon as you say you're fine.
I'm that dark.
Yet I have light.
I leave a mark.
My spirit so bright.
A dying light.
Kinda like the moon.
Dark yet bright.
I will see you soon.
The dark destroys.
The light creates.
I'm multiple decoys.
I make high death rates.
I reconstruct as it is my job.
I'm a dying light.
You'll be dead as they turn the nob.
I turn the doorknob at night.
I destroy yet create little one.
I destroyed someone to make you.
When I'm said and done.
They miss you too.
I'm a dying light.
As ink drips into dark a puddle.
A beautiful sight.
As your voice is muddle.
I am a dying light.
Not to be trusted.
As I am bright.
As my plot is busted.
Broken yet fine.
The clock chimes.
A dying light appears at nine.
This happens many times.
A dying light has a Lilly.
It is special to the girl.
It is silly.
As she dances and starts to twirl.
A broken girls Lilly covered in smoke.
Sleep tight.
Darkness is what you woke.
As you meet the darkened light.
A black mist.
That is what they see.
She has a list.
A list of people to be.
To be dead.
A dying light.
Full of dread.
Walks around at night.
This is her norm.
She dances her dance.
But when something attacks her form.
She takes a stance.
An inspiration to make.
A spirit's will to live.
In her heart is a stake.
A stake they give.
She couldn't handle.
Handle the pain.
Nothing remains but a candle.
She died in vain.
A girl who was grim.
A girl who was a dying light.
The light now dim.
But the candle light goes out in the night.
