Apocalypse

Apocalypse

The sun persued
But the moon is running
He just has a huge light to shared
And now, she is cold in the black ink

The sun crying when the galaxy starring at him
The moon still dancing in the dark with her pain
Why he anguish with her screams?
The night made him tough even he is in chain



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