Shine On

Like pupils in smokey eyes
Midnight peeks in clouded skies
Stars are concealed by the black
Gleefulness under attack
But oh the moon still shines

You are the moon
That's opportune

Like tears dripping down a cheek
Rain cascades down on the weak
Holding captive all the young
A song not meant to be sung
But oh the sun still shines

You are the sun
Too good to shun

Like blinking and future is here
All the brightness disappears
Gloom is all that there remains
Held down by dull metal chains
But oh my dear still shines

Oh my dear you shine.

The End

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