When The Dark RisesA Poem by Mizuki Tsukiakari
When the old brick buildings crumble apart as this cracked sky falls,
When the world becomes consumed with all this strife, Death scattered, limpless laying dolls, Death, eternal reigning master over life. When the dark from the night rises, When we are brutally punished with pain, Cursed with nothing but silencing prizes, Cursed with nothing but a peaceful rain. We call and cry, we pray and scream, We see and look, we hear and listen, From the sky, the shimmering gleams, From the sky, the light does fall; watch it glisten. When the dark rises, look for the light in the black of night, When the dark rises, the angels of the moon, pure, cry tears, Their eyes blinded; beaded sparkles shield their sight, Their eyes blinded; hearts from the darkness vanish our fears. Mizuki Tsukiakari © 2013 Mizuki TsukiakariReviews
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1 Review Added on October 21, 2013 Last Updated on October 22, 2013 AuthorMizuki TsukiakariNJAboutRain is the tears of angels, and the angels cry because they live in darkness... I will do my best, even if they don't earn it, I will keep giving. -Tyler Knott Gregson Sun breaks throug.. more..Writing
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