a moon no more

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there silence
hand shaking sadly
primrose peace
steal composure
for a plea
my kingdom for remorse
setting suns aside
hidden will
master plan
a lonely man
a tide unturned
a fist full of quip
make it quick
set apart
a heart to be
alone your own
relinquish the fish
recede tenderly
a moon no more
would darken skies
that tell of woe some
have no thought a dimmest doubt
I am alone a darkest cloud
hung up in a sky so blue
alone at midnight without you.

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