In pale moonlight,
a steel crescent moon above,
your heart longs to heal,
as if it had never been without.
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Short StoryLittle writings I've done either for school or in my personal time!
Blackout Poetry #3
In pale moonlight,
a steel crescent moon above,
your heart longs to heal,
as if it had never been without.
