i write in the night
when the stars shine bright
and the moon is my lamp
i write in the night
when its silent and dark
i write out my fears
I write out my doubts
I dump them into the dark
Where I would like them to reside
I write in the night
With mellow slow songs playing in the background
Lukas Graham singing his funeral song
Alan walker faded
A night of sadness and deep thoughts
I write in the night
The night he broke my heart
The night I was in denial
The night I thought it was an April fool's day joke
I write in the night
The night I got my first kiss
From a charming prince
Our love grew stronger
With each sunrise
And each sunset
But now Bitter Sweet Memories
Sweet waters I should not have tasted
For they are now sour
No, not like lemon
For lemon is sweet to taste
I write in the night
For in the night is when I can clearly think
Silence...
The noise in my head.
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