The moonlight wandered through me.
Where does the bitter taste come from?
I felt a twinge of sharp arrow in my chest
Puncturing my fragile heart again.
The lullabies flew by with the icy zephyr.
Though merciful, I cannot deny the rage.
It demands attention from my masterpiece
But I tried to reject the approaching mayhem.
You held no power on the lever,
Stop blaming yourself, angel.
The moonlight shines dimly for all I know.
I'll step back and be no more.
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Brain Flakes Poems
PoetryThese poems were genuinely written to unfold the mystery in every stroke of my thoughts and imagination's journey.
