My blood is the ink and she is my muse.
Behind me is a past of broken dreams, and painful memories.
The moon is in my pocket because I tore it from the sky so it would keep me company in the dark.
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Moon in my Pocket
The moon reflects upon my soul and allows it to reveal its true colors.
So here I am writing a collection of...
