| One Colourful Mess |


NightNight; In all its profound glory, Its sheet of pure black, Its skies of glittering stars, Its moons one face its lacksNight
Throughout the month she shines Except for these few days, She turns full cycle,
It is her curse For this is the moons game
She hides herself from the suns great view Never quite succeeding
For the Sun is big And she is small, Sleek, cratered and daring
Night; In all its profound glory, Its sheet of pure black, Its skies of glittering stars, Its moons one face its lacks
| Hello DeviantART I am Amy T My interests are in Photography, creative writing (poetry, short stories and novels) Photo manipulation, drawing and basically anything creative. I try to upload pictures, poems… as much as possible, and the reason why there are no any drawings is because my scanner doesn’t work yet... But it will soon Apparently I am a creative person |
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Never once to fall on the ground
I'm still spinning round and round.
Look out and over the sea
and you still stand next to me
And as the sun sets in the west
Night will fall.
Forget the rest.
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i
wasnt
here
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"utinam barbari spatium proprium tuum invadant!"
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I am evil
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"utinam barbari spatium proprium tuum invadant!"
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"utinam barbari spatium proprium tuum invadant!"
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