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“How do we forgive ourselves for all the things we did not become?”

— Doc Luben

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I think the moon goes with heartbreak and unrequinted love

While the sun rhymes with bright thoughts and hopes from up above

And i dont have much to go on

Just this "thing" from a while back

But i seem to think of you most

When the world turns black

I write and think and muse and say

Unthought of stuff during the day

Unacceptable things, i deemed as before

Come back at night, and knock on my door

And more often than not i let them in

Looking past their hostile demeanor

I realize before they even walk in

That i should probably know better

Than to make a habit of reminiscing

'cause it makes me forget my blessings

Despite all this, i love the moon

I love her shadows and all her forms

Cresent , quarter, gibbous and full

Even as i hear a wolf's soft moans.

I dont know why or even since when

I started falling for you again

But i bet it happened one cold night

When all the stars were out of sight

And when all my mind could think to do

Was ponder about the moon and wonder about YOU

Salem

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Its too early right now for me to speak my mind... too confusing , too loud

So lets meet at midnight

Underneath the moonlight

Cresent or full i'll be there

And you'll tell me all you've longed to share.

I will try to speak, so try and listen

It will take some time, so try and be patient

I haven't yet decided what i want to say

I'm scared of empty words, too soon they fade away.

But if you wait long enough for me to connect my thoughts

I'll be sure to set in order all your inner chaos

When sunlight peaks in though, words will fail me

You'll have to try extra hard to understand

Because i'm too small to scare you into noticing my words,

I am, after all , just the size of your hand

Salem

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