he is the dark side of moon
the sun can't warm his cold heart
light can't reach his eyes
he wears a veil of darkness
hiding all of his truths and lies
his heart is a work of chaos
adorned with scars
where the sun never rose
yet his smile can light up the stars
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PoetryA drop of ink defines thousands of memories and millions of emotions. Cover by: Desi_damsel
