Silver Marble

A silver moon rolls around

In the cloudy sky

Eating the stars light

Excreting out black

Into the dark night

While the blowing wind sings

Through this forest

I’ve lost myself

Trying to understand its words

Where it blows from

Where I’m coming from

The nights get darker and darker

Author: Jack Bennett

Born and raised in Torquay, England. 22 years old. Teeming with thoughts that need an outlet, working a full time job at his local supermarket. Unfortunately born a poet, he will most likely suffer from this contradiction most of his life.

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