Night
Standing in the stillness of the hour,
Staring into the starless dark sky-
Holding it's uncanny secrets.
Coldness of the wind, piercing my hollow thoughts.
Hooting owl, deafening the silence of the woods.
Veiled with the thickest cloak of misery,
I let myself sink into the depth of nothingness.
So, my grey eyes could absorb a bit of your colours.
And light up another candle in the abyss of my nights.
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