tears of a full moon
with grace they fall
a moon once full
now withered by sorrow
stolen by sunrise
risen by the nightfall
a new moon ascends
blazed yet cold
lukewarm raindrops fall
under the twilight sky
all is silent
all is soothed
by the melody of the moon that was
a song of grace and death
Mar 23, 2016
Mar 23, 2016 at 2:07 PM UTC
tears of a full moon
with grace they fall
a moon once full
now withered by sorrow
stolen by sunrise
risen by the nightfall
a new moon ascends
blazed yet cold
lukewarm raindrops fall
under the twilight sky
all is silent
all is soothed
by the melody of the moon that was
a song of grace and death
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