Thursday, February 23, 2017

Fuck you sunrise
Bright bastard light blinder
Enemy of our fine nights
Mass murderer of dreams
I rebuke thee
Satans son
Bad news bearer
Mad mighty star
Dying, burning, destroyer of all

In time
Mine and I
Will rip you from the skies
Heaven will morn
While death celebrates derived time

You will end
Well find a way
In dear and due time

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