Under the blue moon, I saw you
Riding horseback in twilight
Soon you will take me up in your arms
Then, too late to beg you
Or cage the Killing time,
Unwillingly by my own bloodied fingers
Fate up against my will
Through the thick and thin
He will wait until I give yourself to him
In starlit nights I saw you
So cruelly you kissed me,
Your lips a magic world,
Your sky all hung with jewels
The killing moon
Will come too soon
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The Lamentations of an Empath
PoetryTo be an empath is to constantly question your hope for humanity. You learn how to love, to hate, to want, to fear. You learn of the pain behind behind every smile. It is the most heartbreaking and insightful tool to ever exist. Some say it is a cur...
