I sleep-wrote this the other night. I remember waking up around 3 and writing, but I don't recall what I wrote. I was cleaning out some files the other day and stumbled upon it. I like it.
Darkness Does Not Hide The Light
There is light, whilst the city sleeps
It hangs mid-air, suspended in the skies
Spoken words may echo in the silence
A vacant mind bares a good disguise
The Darkness cannot hide the Light
For though they are opposite they need one another to endure
Desolation does not disable Truth
For how do we know goodness without the impure?
2 comments:
Amanda this is excellent! Thanks for sharing :)
Thanks so much Kylee, I've always been kinda shy about sharing stuff like this so it's nice to have good feedback :)
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