Darkness swirling, I am the night
Unable to feel, alone in this life,
Taking cover in shadows, running from light,
Never pleased, surrounded by strife,
I dance with deception,
We seductively intertwine,
Never looking for redemption,
When I deal with the divine,
I begin to feel sick as morning draws near,
My soul screams a war cry, a howl, a leer,
Against a sun who I routinely fight,
The outcome always depleting my might,
As always I lose and am forced to run,
From a spiteful, hateful, fiery sun,
Running past land and sea,
Making a victory for darkness not a possibility.
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