I wrote this poem while I was in Kiev. Enjoy.
Criticism welcome.
When Darkness' heart beats youthfully
and he raises himself over all
when the night feels cold as ever
old as ever
bold as ever
and it seems the sun will rise no more
must I wake the morning?
Trouble Maker Boys
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I think I read this before.
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