... New Moon Rising ...
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new moons manipulation manifesting in my mind
like a song that constantly continues to rewind
replaying endlessly ive seen it countless times
as the moon reaches full size again... she dies
this forever is my fate... a fear i can not escape
she waits for me by the moon... at the holy gates
i look to the stars the same stars we used to share
one glance to my side, i realize that your not there
at this moment again... tears rain from my eyes
tears fall upon my face... when will the sun rise
a glimpse of light... warmth on my face, a smile
a days releif to contemplate my grief... denial
darkness fills my eyes as i repeat my mistakes
the record still plays of our song... as i sit by the lake
staring silently... at my surroundings of stars
each rip in the sky represents the nights scars
each heartbreak... each love lossed in life
a fairytale wedding... she dreamed to be my wife
white roses under a black sky... as we wed
a vail to cover the tears shed cry as she said
two words... 'i do'... emotions flood her head
this ring... the key to my heart id place on her hand
i look to the sky as i a new moon is born over the land
and then.... darkness as the clock turns back
this once white world... white wedding. fades to black
the blue sky turns to yellow... then red... then maroon
as i sit by the lake... waiting for the next new moon
id sit by that lake of fire... burning pain in my heart
and wait for the darkness... for the cycle to re-start
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