The Loss of Morning
The heartache sets upon the soul
Like winters touch taking its toll.
People huddle together,
Mourning the loss of morning,
As the night begins its stroll.
The tears freeze upon her cheeks,
His words gasp out in breaks,
People huddle together,
Mourning the loss of morning,
As the night continues its stroll.
A darker hope,
The moon shines brightly,
Shielding them all from the unsightly,
Silver light,
Terrible plight,
We all huddle together,
Mourning the loss of morning
As the night finishes its stroll.















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