When the Dawn lights up the room
And the Night which meets its doom
Abdicates the throne in gloom
Memories of days with you
Wake me early like cold dew.
But I’m stronger than you’ve thought.
I am not a thing of naught.
I was Night, now I’m the Dawn.
Shades of past have somewhere gone.
Although our song was long,
I don’t care, you were wrong.
I am the Dawn
© Copyright: Мадлен Драма, 2015
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