Stolen Light

Stolen Light

A Poem by Mason

Oh Darkness,
don't steal my light.
It is the last thing I have
that matters to me.

How could I see her face?
How could I smile?
I would be crushed,
crushed under your weight,
sorrow's weight.

So please,
oh Darkness,
don't steal my light.

But if you insist,
let the last thing I see be her face,
then I can smile forever.

© 2018 Mason

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Added on May 11, 2010
Last Updated on February 21, 2018
Tags: stolen, light, steal, lights, darkness, dark, blind, going, gone, sorrow, love



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