The rising of the moon.
The sun is up most every day, but what just what happends when the the sun leaves us. We see the moon every night, yet we think nothing of it, but I.. Well I am tied with the moon, as long as the the moon shall remain strong I shall stand strong beside it, the moon is my simbale for it has been my simble sence birth and shall remain my simble till death. Every twilight I shall rise with the moon as the sun falls.
poem by Zoe Blackbird
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Pain without love
Why is it ied rather feel pain without love, why should I feel love without pain, they come together as one can't be without the other, when ever I have love pain always fallows, so why not just have pain because a good thing never seems to fallow a bad one, then why won't bad things leav the good alone, with love involved pain will arrive shortly after so ied rather not get my heart broken and take the pain without love.
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