When the sun has gone down,
the darkness rises and our shadows
will be our enemy and no light will guide us the right way.
We are lost animals in the dark
because the light is our territory.
Voices at night and fear.
When the sun is down a day has end.
And a live too. When will my sun finally set?
~writer JOSI~
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True feelings poems
PoetryBeeing creative is important. So I write down poems and lyrics to inspire people why I do that? Well why don't you find out?
