The moon was bright
But my heart was filled with the darkness of another secret, well hidden in the emptiness of my mind
The pain, so intense I could barely think behind the red curtain that was forming in my head
My mind, running against the wind in a hopeless race,
trying to escape the fire burning in my stomach
That night, I wanted to cry,
my tears slaying across space bearing the agony of a young soul
Laying on the floor I thought:
"The moon was bright"
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