Broken

January 26, 2018

A broken man,
Howled on the Full moon Night,
He looked up,
To the moon with spots,
Craved to be darkened by all.
He basked in the moonlight,
Whispering to the stars,
To twinkle and sew his carcasses inside.
He sought for remedy,
In the abyss of despair,
He howled in the Full moon night,
Looking for himself,
A broken man.


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