The moon has finally lost its glow and the stars are slowly bidding goodbye now.
In a faraway cloud, the sun starts to peek and my demons start melting at the sight of light.
The war is over... for now.
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moonlit wounds and words (you are celestial #1)
Poetrywhen the blazing sun sets and i'm alone with my mind, when the stars start to shine and the wounds ache with rhymes, a pen in one hand the other clutching my heart, this is how the tears evolve, the way i bleed, and the pain dissolves a collection o...
