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I refuse to be the moon.
I will not merely reflect the light of another.
Standing in the shadows.
I was born to shine and spread my own light.
I will light up your sky.
And you will feel my heat.
Life is just like a book,
In which we all have ours to fill,
With 365 lines in each page.

I have turned over 24 pages,
And have just noticed,
That I have written nothing.

I have seen others,
Fill their pages with words,
And I wish , I could fill mine.

I will hold these few lines,
For in it were the few times,
My ink spilled properly.
He’s on his own planet
I’m content just floating in his atmosphere
When darkness speaks,
It says, the night is ever long;
But comes the dawn.
When speak the seas,
They say the storm is evermore;
But comes the calm.
                                 rc
Darkness
thank you
lover
-
for the
reminder
-
that no
longer
-
are they**
stronger
-
than my voice.
**anything/anyone trying to tear me down, whether mentally or situational

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Change is coming.
i look up at the moon
wondering if you're seeing the same
or if you're seeing the sun
but one day
we will see the same
one day
we will be under the same roof
in the same bed
as lovers
who use to see different
i felt embarrassed writing this.
I am not
doing so well
...
Little bird.
You
Talk
Sing
Cry
Sleep
Hide
Leave
Run

Too much.

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