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The moonlight reins over the night

A ruler of the forgotten sunset

For in the village only light is known

Oh how quickly people forget



No one tells tales of the moon

The sun rules over all they know

They can't remember the sacred night

Darkness was banished so long ago



Only one old man knows of night

It's bright and shimmering stars

But no one listens to his words

For he is trapped behind thick prison bars



The sun had him locked away

To destroy all bits of hope

But the old man will not give up

He is the opposite of woe



For he is a creature of the dark

The final Prince of Night

He copes well under pressure

And won't give up without a fight



This forsaken prince lives courageously

Even though the sun rules all

Sunlight cannot tame his wild heart

And so the mighty sun must fall



He lashes out against the guards

To face the wretched sun

One sword of moon is all it takes

And soon the war is won



The sun has set and moon shines down

Freed from its bondage of many years

But with the darkness comes a price

The pain and anguish of fear

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TheVampyreNico
05:57 May 22 2014

Wonderful piece indeed I loved it. -Lord Nico

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TheVampyreNico
06:00 Apr 13 2015

This is so wonderful that I had to re read it again. Nicely done

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Just a step from the border

Between real and bliss

No more of excuses

No people to miss



Just a breathe from freedom

And our mistakes

Beneath our feet

The world quakes



Just a thought from despair

We must be quick

Our minds diseased

Our bodies sick



At the edge of the world

Just you and I

Hand in hand

We'll learn to fly



And if we don't

Then down we'll fall

And so disappears

Love, pain, and all

And so the sun rose, but she did not

Her limp body hung from a rope

She had simply given up on life

And abandoned the last of her hope



One sad sparrow glanced through the window

And saw her dark and lifeless soul

"How could she be that lost?" he chirped

"She's hardly twenty years old"



The sparrow had know a cruel winter

But he couldn't understand

How could such a young life end?

Taken by her own weary hand



The sad little sparrow was tired as well

But not of being alive

He was disheartened by the frigid world

All he could do was attempt to survive



And this young girl, with all her life

Had all that she could want

Her house was warm and she wouldn't starve

So why were her eyes so hollow and gaunt?



The sparrow sat pondering this for quite a while

Unaware of the the danger drawing near

From the sky a falcon did glance

The little sparrow, void of fear



Down it swooped, drawing so near

To the young and thoughtful bird

His silent wings sliced through the air

But it was too late when the sparrow heard



He was snatched up by the cruel falcon

With talons as sharp as a knife

And as the sparrow was carried away

He thought "And this is life."