Two beautiful orbs, dark as the night sky
A thousand secret it holds
lurking in the dark
a light has been waiting to escape
It sparkles like some diamond
like a star in the deep blue sky
it tells a lot of stories
hidden and sealed
It cries to be awaken
yet it’s like it's been cursed
shows nothing but empty,
cold, mysterious crystals.
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Cries at Midnight
Poetry[Highest Rank: #2 in Poems, #1 in Lyric] Collection of Poetries and Prose. I wonder why most people write when they were sad, broken, frustrated, mad, and not when they were at their happiest moment. Then I realized, maybe it's because whenever w...
