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Nov 2013
Oh, to feel her on my skin again
To gaze upon her as she watches.
To feel her loving stare
And know that she cares.

As I search for her this night
I am reminded I search in fright.
The fear of loneliness sets in deep
And I search ever more fervently.

She, the one suspended in the heavens
Is my only source of comfort.
My only shield from the terrors of this world,
And the only one to protect me from myself..

The beauty which she holds
Lingers on my lips.
I feel her cure this senseless fright
As I speak her name up into the night..

"..Luna.."
Written by
Brenden Kalnins
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