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A poem very dark with dark thoughts. |
| Singing in the city Not all happy The worst to come Each facing it alone A bit of fun Before being stun A big storm With lava acting like a worm A state of loneliness A bit of distress The force of water It can rain forever Dancing under the moon Flowers past their bloom Quickly and soon War’s big boom On a conquest A big mess End very tragic No fairy’s magic The disguise of the outside A big muddy landslide Adding to the mess A night without rest In the cemetery My vision is blurry The wind viciously Blowing the air misty Going on my way home So many stones I wish I could flown Way other the church’s dome In the dark mood Having it’s own root Going deep in the past In the future it will last Going down the ladder In a dungeon, darker An eternal eclipse Darkness moist lips To my ultimate end Pain makes me bend A coal burner Vision darker |