Loomed Moon
Your light tonight is hurtfulLooming moon.
No matter how you face us
We live still with darkness
Punctured haphazardly with lights
Of untruth disappointing intrinsically.
I have become so jaded moon...
Let me come back in.
Poetry by jenks
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Written on 2012-05-06 at 00:39
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