Sun still feels
too bright by day
when you've no skin
to feel its warmth
Even moons full
cannot shed light
on your night come,
haunting me
You had spirits
dancing inside,
seen through your eyes
sparkling
Even stars
were not so bright
before your night come,
haunting me
Sun still feels
too bright by day
when you've no heart
to feel as warm
Even moons full
cannot shed light
on your night come,
haunting me
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