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you are gone. although you were only here a second A few hours at most You, like the night itself, are ever-fleeting Ephemeral even, Like the childish desire to gaze upon the moon for hours, Before succumbing to the numbness of sleep, And waking in agony to find her gone, The blazing sun of hell in her place, All around me is the hell of sun It crawls behind me Before me To the right of me To the left of me Singling me out And whispering to me wherever I go I care not for such I miss my moon How I miss her so My celestial lover The end of my woe Not a thousand suns can replace you Nor make me feel your absence any less The stars know of how I crave you And the devil knows how easily I fall to your arms My moon is gone, departed, Like the inevitable melting of the purest snow, Turning back to crystal water And continuing her endless flow.
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May 18
May 18, 2026 at 7:43 PM UTC
My Moon is Gone.
you are gone. although you were only here a second A few hours at most You, like the night itself, are ever-fleeting Ephemeral even, Like the childish desire to gaze upon the moon for hours, Before succumbing to the numbness of sleep, And waking in agony to find her gone, The blazing sun of hell in her place, All around me is the hell of sun It crawls behind me Before me To the right of me To the left of me Singling me out And whispering to me wherever I go I care not for such I miss my moon How I miss her so My celestial lover The end of my woe Not a thousand suns can replace you Nor make me feel your absence any less The stars know of how I crave you And the devil knows how easily I fall to your arms My moon is gone, departed, Like the inevitable melting of the purest snow, Turning back to crystal water And continuing her endless flow.
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radoya3
15/The clouds
May 18
May 18, 2026 at 7:43 PM UTC
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