Nights Alone

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Black paint spills

Night has arrived

Covering the once blue and white

Not enough light

So they drop down the moon

Stars

And you

And now I'm drowning in memories of the sun i used to call home

The clouds i used to call safety

And the blue that i thought made me so happy


Z.H.

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