The Dark


The dark of a night was cover in the last day

I saw him, was sitting on the wood chair

And his hair looks so sparkling under the yellow light

His blue eyes started to see me

I came and closer

And he said “hi!”

Smiling together to seeing the dark night

Before we realized, that day was our last day to see the dark together



——Poem for the dark night——-

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