We only howl when the sun rises
Cause nights are for softer sounds
And softer hearts than
The faces made for the
Days that make fists
Paler light unclenches them.
We blend into a scape
Without fading, a starry
Dusk overwhelming
Our cries will cease
And we will hum and burn
In our fall. The trip to
Earth is fun
While it seems to smile back
The land glowing closer
Dec 5, 2020
Dec 5, 2020 at 10:31 AM UTC
We only howl when the sun rises
Cause nights are for softer sounds
And softer hearts than
The faces made for the
Days that make fists
Paler light unclenches them.
We blend into a scape
Without fading, a starry
Dusk overwhelming
Our cries will cease
And we will hum and burn
In our fall. The trip to
Earth is fun
While it seems to smile back
The land glowing closer
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