I see that wicked moon this evil night, that moon which sheds light upon my life. I feel that icey wind this still night, that wind which moves the blood through my viens. MMMMMMMMM...... and i hear that sweet melody, the calming humm, which stirs my soul to life this bright and sunny morning.
Reason for writing:
This poem is about my awakening from an abosolutely rancid nightmare that my life was. The alarm clock always wakes you just as you are about to be slaughtered by the demons of your dreams, as did that sweet humm awaken me from being slaughtered by the demons of my life.
Birth sign: Pisces
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