Laugh In The Dark



They were alive

Beaten down, scarred

But with gaping wide hearts

That could swallow the stars

And roll such love

Through memory.


They all passed

Nothing remained

And my innocence

At last departed

Free but didn't know it

Crying in the Creten sun.


These old tears

Have nourished the sky

Filled the morning.

There would wander the lost

If they could only see

Or laugh in the dark.

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