December 15, 2017
By Anonymous

As the color bleeds through his skin

Changing from a peaceful shadow
Coming from a beautiful sin.
Expressing colors in different shades,
Although they’re so different
They all seem the same.

As the sky has risen
The soft blue fades
To the morning’s glory
To the glow far away

As I once remembered
I realized once again
What comes must go
With an afterglow in his stead.

The author's comments:

What inspired me to do the piece about this was the sunrise. I thought it would be diffrent to have the sunrise but in the form of a person.

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