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My Dark September´s Night

I was born on a rainy day in September

It was the beginning of the spring season

At that time the flowers were colorful

And the rain was the life for a new beginning

The sky was dark with many stars

It was beautiful to see the moonlight

More after the landscape becomes sad

Roses die and bleed in black spring

Shadows fall

In my dark September´s Night

Roses die and bleed in black spring

The rain are just tears of sorrow

The evening becomes the only way to live

And again will not be anymore

The light want out and there is only death

Nothing shines in the eyes of the darkness

Shadows fall

In my dark September´s Night

Tiago Alves Pereira (22-07-12)