Lights (Original)

Poetry By: Erick Flores
Original Photography by: Mikael Svensson
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The sun is oblivious now,
Nowhere to be seen,
Where is the daylight
On this cold, sullen day?
It is merely day now.
For the most part,
I will not rest in sleep,
For fear of darkness,
More and more it pours,
I seal the scars with light.
It clearly flows along,
Repealing all voids.
They were created,
Subliminally, it began.
Tomorrow, the light,
It always claims victory.