Down and down it goes.
The dusk fire dissipates,
And the jaded Moon arose.
The Wolf howled at the Moon,
Screaming " How could you?!"
And the Moon cried and melted into the dark blue.
All that was left is darkness, for the Stars left in surprise,
Abandoned by the Moon, when they thought it would rise.
Aug 19, 2019
Aug 19, 2019 at 5:21 AM UTC
Down and down it goes.
The dusk fire dissipates,
And the jaded Moon arose.
The Wolf howled at the Moon,
Screaming " How could you?!"
And the Moon cried and melted into the dark blue.
All that was left is darkness, for the Stars left in surprise,
Abandoned by the Moon, when they thought it would rise.
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