I am shadows.
I am storms.
If you're a flower , let me go.
Only thorns are meant for me.
Your petals won't last with me.
I am night
I am fog
If a creature of the night you're not
run away without a thought.
I am drought and I am sand.
Survival you won't see
unless you choose to be
The ugly thorns of the roses
the glowing eyes of the bats
a broken seashell of the bays
Perhaps one day you will see
we are the best that everything could ever be.
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