Torch
- Malte
- 1. Nov. 2020
- 1 Min. Lesezeit
I gathered the lights around me.
To sit bright. Light shined surrounded by dusk.
Blow the candle in the night for we aren’t afraid.
Keep shut those eyes to see dreams being made.
And hold on til the morning when the sun rescues us.
The dark doesn’t scare us, it just makes us weak.
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