The midnight air
so silent and still.
Invisible dark angels
watching like guardians.
Streaks across the sky
black and white.
And shadow forms of chaos.
Silhouettes of broken dreams.
A crying bird
somewhere in the distance.
The cracked sky speaks
a thousand unread messages.
The others are here
among us together.
In the isolated peace
a cool air drifts by.
The night is alive
with the emotions of beauty.
Shooting stars fall for us
in perfect silence.
We give our spirits
to this undying legacy.
Where dark souls
wander by in faded aspects.
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