Incomplete shards of light
Transpire when the the dark divides
Butterfly flakes of dust
Cloak the dusk just before the dawn.
Musical notes sounding night
Reflecting chimes that cease when bright
An harmonious chord ending fate
The morning sings with glittered breath.
From Within
- Nothing Light
- I write these words in the hope, The hope you will love me for not as I may appear, But for the words that I hide inside myself, That only you will ever read, This caged person inside, Yearns for you to indulge in the pieces I create, For my words are all I really am, The essence of me, core of me, the only me that is real,
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