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Lunar-tic.

Lunar-tic.

I’d spit venom as words
Hate till it hurts.
Turn our lives in to
One twisted curse.

I’m indecisive. Scattered.
Choices never mattered.
I’m stagnant.
Don’t try fixing the shattered.

I’m inhumanely cold.
I rage uncontrolled.
Some stories
Should just never be told.

And yet my galaxy
Spins around a memory.
The paradox within me
Turns pain in to remedy.

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So love, move on
it was never too soon
I’m the werewolf here
Landed on the moon.

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