Why's the night so despised?
Why is it always rued about?
There's a day
cuz of a night
For every night,
there's a morning
For every spot of darkness,
there's a ray of light
The night shows us
the beautiful sky.
With the twinkling stars
and the glazing moon.
For they are the ones,
who stand by in the drk.
But as soon as the dawn does break,
We forget there was a moon and there were the stars.
Thursday, 25 January 2007
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