shining bright,
beautiful light,
always there,
only seen at night,
scares away all fright,
embraces the moon,
spells work soon,
witches use,
the light to muse.
happy or sad,
evil or kind,
big or small,
teeth or lips,
serene or miserable,
Things of unnatural desire,
rise with preternatural decisions,
and fall with the demolition of knowledge.
The sky is black,
the grass has burnt long ago,
lightning hits the barren earth,
thunder rolls,
the air is cold,
with not a noise to be heard,
so, this is the end.
sparkling river flowing into,
the beautiful darkness none can escape,
free and full of secrets,
that can only be sought out,
by those deemed worthy of,
the nights favor.
Blue shining down upon,
creatures in the darkest night,
living eternal thrill.
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