The Long Night

I see my world as a barren hill

Laid bold with the corpse of treant

The lifeless ground is soft and damp

From a shower that has long since past

The sky held gray with a foreboding touch

Now holds no rainbow in remembrance

There are no birds or grass to grow

Only an impending shadow of my soul

I pray for light to rule this world

A warming touch to make it whole

The world itself withers away

Leaving a void from hence to take

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