domingo, 5 de marzo de 2017

Silent Night

In the silent night
still I remember
the way you hold me tight.

Still I remember 
those nights 
when the Silver Tonel  
looked bright.
But, suddenly,
nightmares began 

And now
the Golden Ring 
needs to escape,
give light, 
and sweet dreams
to this poor child 

For I have been consumed 
by the darkness 
and the nightmares
I would love to hide.

In the silent night
Still am I crying
for a new morning 
to come.

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