Fill My Glass

by purpletears
Fill my glass with a bit more of wine.
We are making a toast to honor
the darkest hour of the day.
Not everything always have to be
pure light and smiles.
The shadows are dancing among us,
shining like black diamonds.
There´s no reason
to be afraid of the night.
So, let´s make a toast
to honor the children of the night,
the neglected ones,
that found a bit of love
under the pale moonlight.
We deserve the same joy as everybody else.,
so, fill my glass with some sweet wine.
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