Late Night and Dark Secrets. ๐ค
A late night poem won't be bad,
a late night riddle makes me glad.
I only move with secrets deep,
a sharp blade cutting through your sleep.
Dark armor, great sense of humor too.
A power buried beneath the blue.
The one that holds the world in place,
a force that time cannot erase.
The night they say is powerful and bold,
but only useful to the ones it's told.
The ones who know to use it right,
the ones who found their truth in night.
Buried in silence, still and deep,
where secrets wake and daylight sleeps.
The thin line drawn across the world,
where dark and light stay tightly curled.
Late night and dark secrets, brothers by blood,
rising together from silence and mud.
The eldest? That's for you to find.
Who leads your soul, who rules your mind.
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i think everyone should spend some part of their life in a place where nobody knows them. itโs difficult to separate your identity from your reputation when youโve never lived anywhere else.