To a dark world we're energy bulb,
Lighting wandering paths;
Blending into glorious galaxy,
Fulfilling wishes like Aladdin kettle.
We're golden verses unsung,
Best poems ever wrote;
Air in lung's, bullets in guns;
Fiercely playing our heroes song.
We're our own homes in grave's,
Selflessly dying for us;
Showers of the sweetest Cake's,
Growing loud like August pours.
©wildheart
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