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Dec 2020
Pale as day,
cold as night.


A dark room
full of light.


Wings in doom
always in flight.


A cloudy moon
reflecting your bright.


Pale as day,
cold as night.


Your void eyes
holds infinite stars.


Your hoarse voice
sounds like charms.


And your love
gave me scars.


Pale as day,
Cold as night.
Written by
targnik
60
   MS Anjaan
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