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Killing Moon that Kills Me

by Christopher Shin

The moon is staring
at me with desires.
That I know very little
about.

It grins with yellow
smiles as the clouds
blanket the world.

I smirk as the grin
digs deep down,
as bloody teeth gulps
the blood.

I laugh as the pain
mask the hysteria.
The night seems so
chaotic with big words.

With poets screaming
their words against mine.
And they fight against
my soul.

With swords we duel,
but I win nothing
as I fall with
everyone else.

Cause poets are fools
and I am the champion
of their cause.

08/29/2010

Posted on 08/29/2010
Copyright © 2024 Christopher Shin

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