Darkness or Light
How does one cry,
When there are no tears to shed?
The same way one flies
When they can't touch the sky.
The simplist things
Are so out of touch,
One may go crazy,
With whispers and such
If one cannot fight
They must learn whats right,
Or one will not make it
Way past the night.
Darkness in shadows,
Light in the sun,
Which way to choose,
When both ways have none?
How does one love
And not know they hate?
The same way one hates
To learn that they love.
Finding the truth
Is so overdone,
One would rather imagine,
Then find they have none.













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Life is wasted on the living.
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