Nyctophilia
Deep and dark are his comfort
Black is his favourite to wear
The complete stillness fills him
In the chill of the night he stares
Darkness
Blackness
Nothingness
Emptiness - happiness
Eerie for others but not for him
It's solemn, quiet and peaceful
The beauty of midnight he says
Contains not one thing that is dull
Darkness
Blackness
Nothingness
Emptiness - happiness
He looks out into the dark night
This is where he belongs he says
There's a certain kind of calmness
Not like daytime where it's a mess
Darkness - contentment
Blackness - enjoyment
Nothingness - delightment
Emptiness - happiness
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