A Moon in the Night

July 18, 2011
Thick streams of red

with patches of blue

A crack of thunder

Your words were not true

The call of a dove

is my only token

Cold rain falls down

The silence is broken

With a hole in my heart

and a knife in my hand

I end whats been started

This is your reprimand.

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