Losing Light
Losing Light
Numbers of souls, free and around but,
Darkness took them and held them bound.
Souls are burning mist
Waiting for Light to be kissed.
Wondering souls loving to be found,
But they are lifeless all around.
Big shadows cast over them at height
Leaving them, Losing Light.
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