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Darkness


They say darkness is a bad thing, is it?

Or are they afraid of the mystery

The mystery within the night moonlit

Or do they fear the night time misery

To me darkness is sophisticated

It holds the secret to true elegance

For a reason, darkness was created

Yet people stay true to their arrogance

Here I am in the darkness with nothing

Trying to seek back where it all went wrong

Hearing nothing but the sounds of buzzing

The constant din of a dong, a strong song

In the dark I stand with those who were banned

Trying to see what it is they had planned.

 
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