I am like the moon
I can be a light in the dark
Go through phases
Hide when everyone is awake
I am like the sun too
I burn and burn
Touch me and youll turn to ash
Theres a fire blazing inside of me yet my light is only visible in the dark when everyone is asleep
Few notice it, but those who do...they understand it
They understand the fire filled, broken hearted soul
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Chronicles Of Midnight
PoetryComposed of poetry and ideas and scenes from short stories that I probably wont write. A bunch of thoughts that might or might not make sense. #unorganized It gets better the further you read, so just keep reading or skip a few. Me.
