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bobby rosa Jan 2019
when all is grey and dark densely hollow
i look up to the heavens somber night dream
the time is when all others rest,
and i never seem to follow

i find calming peace seeing my reflection
through black black black - with speckles of hope
i feel at ease my troubles fade away,
carry me away from a world that seems like devils creation

why do we strive to outdo one another
jealousy, anguish, pain and need for redemption
i wish to be free in my lucky 1st world,
a world that turns a blind eye to all legal evil…

i wish to be a star - a beautiful brilliant star
living in the epitome of darkness
but where hope lies instead of lost dreams,
a place in which creativity and love thrives instead of where the lost ones are

forever…?

— The End —