I once told a story
Of a man who hated light.
He lived in darkness
Most of his days and nights.
I once told a story
Of a little girl,
Blind in both eyes.
She hid in her room
And gave out sixteen sighs.
Days later,
I told a story.
Of a boy shadowed,
Hidden by curtained windows.
He was not of blindness,
Not of hate,
But he could not see the light,
Because it was burning
Bright behind his own eyes.
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Midnight Moonlight
Teen Fictiona collection of stories, poems, song-inspired one-shots...with a little bit of everything and a large heaping of love. (cover photo courtesy of weheartit)
