My lonley night
A pale moon against the raven sky
This cloudless night alone I lie
Panicked shakes rack my body
Whilst I regret what I cannot remember
Her name haunts the sanctity of my mind
A memory lost and that, which I love,
An idea played up and masked by my longing, my desire
Lost I meander through my memories seeking some form of refuge
Reality closes in.
in an epiphany my dream is shattered,
And forever lost to me.
poem by Jake Caranto
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