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Salvation from Life

The Sun glared into my eyes
And told me he was soon to disappear.
It’s strange.
After only meeting him recently
I had grown so used to him,
Yet now he has announced his departure
The memories come flooding back to me:
Wherever I go I am stalked by the moon,
Is the werewolf within me showing too soon?

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  • oxymoron270
    June 12
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    I really like this. It's cool, but sad. I like the symbols you chose. I prone to the use of water but the moon is an awesome one. This is short and simple, in the good kind of way, with words you can read in between the lines. That's good. I really like the way it's written.

    Nice Job,
    Adie