Unforgiving is the night
Waxing in pale moonlight
No remorse echoes
Thru this night
Only lonely wails of moonlight.
Sun will come and shine
Making night a distant time
But til then we’ll exist
We will survive
Darkness hiding in night’s cold, ebbing tide.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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Deep, thoughtful writing !
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