My Love and Hate Desires. | Teen Ink

My Love and Hate Desires.

March 10, 2011
By Anonymous

By midnights past
the moon will grow,
the glitter falling will start to slow.
The fires burning will dim and die,
the birds will drop from Satan's sky.
Your time is up,
death is near,
you cannot show any fear.
For if you do,
the eyes will see,
and carry you away from me.



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