The sun bids farewell
Time is where the darkness really dwell.
The moon paints the world with black and white.
But I've seen it more red today, too plain in sight.
Silence screamed louder in every heart beat and story.
If forever does not exist then why worry?
What last longer though; love or goodbye?
When did the night became an armor
A safeguard to the vulnerable eye?
If there's birth, there is death.
If there is passion, there is hate.
If this is life, what about fate?
If time is never on your side then why wait?
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