The Moon and the Sun,
Were two lovers cursed by destiny.
When one has to shine,
The other must die.
When one has to rise,
The other must fall.
The other reigned the day,
Whilst the other ruled the night.
They long to be together ever since,
The birth of the first star.
They long to gaze each other,
But it's just never meant to be.
Some love, that no matter how true,
No matter how passionate.
When fate decided to be the unbreakable wall,
It will be just impossible to perforate.
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Moon Child | Ongoing
Poetry"Home isn't always four walls. Sometimes it's one warm embrace And two people's heartbeats as one. " - Moon Child (StarHues) Collection of poems mostly tackling about falling in love with someone out of your reach. Musings about the pain of unrequit...
