Dark corners of the world


My corner, its gloomy but in gloom there is light

For the ones in the darkness bask in rays of delight

Delight in the rain, in a fog, the worlds haze

A strong cup to remind us that we lived another day

Turning the pages because words,
They never die

Fighting for freedom, another way to feel alive

Scribble it out, pour from blood to ink
On a stone

Set it on fire, let it dry to the bone

Feed it tears from above and watch the
weeds grow

For they carry their beauty, just let it be shown

That corner is gloomy and wet and so cold

But miracles happen, please let them be told.


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