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Memories best left alone... I watched the moon from my window, its unusual dark orange rays consuming my heart.
It’s only partial, like my soul lingering in the dark without you.
A matter of words express my physical expressions but your comforting voice is the only thing that can reach deep down and pull me from the shadows that the moonlight alone can break through.
Mystic powers are held within the simplest of actions that no one realizes make a difference.
Part your lips and draw me away from the thick black matter that is tearing at my very being.
Bring me back under the orange light and watch with me as the reflection dances across the waters, enlarging itself and casting away the invisible evil.
As it becomes full, I will become complete as well.
