She likes the dark
Because no one can see her tears
She likes the light
Because it chases away her fears
She does not like the dark
Because it is a constant reminder of her fears
She does not like the light
Because everyone can then see her tears
Whether she likes them or not
They are very much present
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Behind The Sun
PoetryThe sunset must be felt, not seen. For we could have never known what could have been. 👑mèmamamé
