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Freedom of Moonlight

Sunlight calls.
Moonlight falls.
But bright-light's hurt
Leave me in wanting of banishment and lone compassion.

Sunlight falls.
Moonlight calls.
And my heavy heart grows light
At the thought of pure beautiful freedom.

Daylight calls.
Starlight falls.
But I feel dead in the warmth
And feel the need of kind redemption.

Daylight falls.
Starlight calls.
And for once in this dead endeavour
I feel truely lost in the continence of the dark and starry night.

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  • Heva Feva
    June 6
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    Great job. Good luck and thanks for entering my contest.
    -heva


  • morgana raven Greeters member
    June 4

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    You said you wanted to revise this piece? I don't think you should. You have written it very well the way it is now. Nice penning.
    Laura,
    Site-Greeter.


  • Fallen-Thumper
    June 3

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    Sunlight calls.
    Moonlight falls.
    But bright-light's hurt
    Leave me in wanting of banishment and lone compassion.
    <----brilliant
    i loved every word. fantastic and really well written.


    • BlankCanvas500
      June 3
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      thank you so much!!!! i just sort of thought of it there now..... it was a little random... but it did have some meaning in it. thanx a lot!!! =]