In the DarkA Poem by BrooklynSuns set Days break So do our fragile hearts At what we face Misery consumes us And we cry Flowers bloom But they welter and die Sometimes it’s hard To even care When all around us Is despair Our perfect world Falls apart Until we all are left alone In the dark Sometimes its hard To understand How beauty and pain Go hand in hand © 2012 Brooklyn |
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Added on December 17, 2011 Last Updated on January 2, 2012 |

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