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Moonlight Abyss
Where are my stars?
 Fireflies in the sky
 Throbbing balls of fire—
 My hope, my life, my love.
 Where have they gone?
 My sky is dark
 Shadowed and veiled
 Who knows what is hidden from me
 Beneath the concealing mist—
 What secrets I will never know
 Nightmares hide behind the sun
 But dusk is their morning—
 Night beckons, and they come to play.
 I can hear the silence call
 Dry leaves crumble to dust
 And the moon is so alone
 She mirrors my isolation.
 I lie among the shattered things
 Where the scarlet flowers bloom
 And the scarred remains
 Of what never was
 Lie broken at my feet.
 Where are my stars?
 My sky is dark, frightening
 Menacing, for it is the unknown
 For I don’t understand
 I can’t comprehend
 How so many shinning jewels
 Could just disappear, without warning—
 Or perhaps there was one
 I just didn’t heed it
 Didn’t see the CAUTION sign—
 Or, if I did—I didn’t believe it.
 No cloud could hide their glow—
 Not all of them, at least—
 And yet, there is not a single lantern in the sky
 The moon hangs, forgotten
 The only apple in the tree.
 Someone stole them
 And I knew it was coming
 But my subconscious needs to learn
 To speak above a whisper—
 I cannot hear a thing.
 My stars once sang
 A light-show lullaby—
 I miss their twinkling faces
 My only friends—they’re gone.
 For now the silence leaves me
 I am not ready for the game—
 But the nightmares hardly mind
 I make for easy prey.
 Where are my stars?
 They’ve been stolen
 And I know it wont be long
 Before the moon grows weary
 And chooses to grace another—
 I will stumble in the darkness
 I will fall and run and crawl
 Until I can no longer move
 And when that time finally comes…
 I make my bed among the ashes
 This is where I belong.

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