A cerulean moon shines in a desolate sky
devoid of clouds, stars hang like crystal shards
as she walks melancholy in remembrance.
Her tears fall on quagmire sanctified grounds
and ridicule her to the point of insanity.
She stands alone over his grave, weeping
opaque to why he took his own life.
The cold of this night she welcomes to shroud her
as silently she sings herself into lunacy...







also you get a
and a
and a
and a huge
coz I love you with all my heart!!!!!






Great write best of luck in the contest 
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