Blood moon dearest blood moon I missed you that rainy night.
The night you shone brightly and with all of your might.
But the clouds remain unconquered by your brightly shining ways.
Trying hard as they could, to block your wolfish ways.
For the clouds only fear you in your most super place.
Bright red and shining, trying to find a better space.
But as you are gone now I shall go too.
For I will scout you out and find you.
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Poems
PoetryThese are only poems. Most are sad. Some aren't. I have been writing these for about a year. ENJOY.
