5 am Knows My Power

5 am Knows My Power short poem

Uploaded by Maxwell Shaw

Through sleeping
Eyes I feel
Still within
The Calm
Of my inner realm
I see not
Someone or something
But myself in a different
Form reborn but shaped
By the darkness
That once made
Me torn
A black rose with red thorns
A black angel with snow wings.

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