July 28, 2010
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Read me by moonlight
Only ever by moonlight

That's when it makes sense
Unless your dense

Only ever read me by moonlight

That's when they come to play
I've held me emotions and their tricks at bay

They've been crowded and shoved in
Its poems I unleash them in

I only ever let them by moonlight

Critic in the morning
Critic in the afternoon
My poems don't make sense in the light of day
But they have weight underneath the

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