Falling out of love 1


I do not want to see the moon
Its offerings mean nothing
To the likes of me
Its liquid glow
Seductive
Hypnotic
Seizes the mind
Entrances
Blinds and undermines
Away with you
You soul snatcher
Spare me your charms
For I no longer dwell
Among those whose hearts are warm

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