Out of the night comes the shadows of day.
As quick as light they spread through,
like the virus set out on a lustful hunt.
All is still and silent to the dark,
unread warnings posted in bright lights.
In and out of the darker shades of night,
all is unclear when all is not right.
so scream for them and cry to the light,
life is not fair for all those who care.
So cover thous eyes and taint one's blade,
stain thous thoughts and set it a blaze.
Set to the side where the dark subsides,
close thous eyes and the truth is realized.
From light to dark and the depths of Hell,
good and evil shall shed and all is still.
At midpoint if this one day affair of life,
soon the right and the just will resurface.
with what's left the dark will surrender,
the light is so bright and so eventful.
So lighten your tears and smile again,
for the night is fading but for your fears,
have all just started their beginning.
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