Waiting For That Dawn To Come

As dark as the darkest is the night around me
Long I can see as much as this darkness shows me
Dead is the one thing I can be such is the life around me
What I speak travels miles,only to fall short in front of night
Yet I cannot listen anything such is the chaos around me
Long ago my hopes were massacred in a mental genocide
Yet I am looking for that dawn to come with thousand eyes around me
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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