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Moonlight and Rain

Poetry By: IyakiFangs
Poetry



My painful truths


Submitted:Jan 7, 2011    Reads: 26    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


The cause of

sorrows, yet still,

unknown, have yet

to compramise my

seemingly happy appearence

to others.

Will I stay

strong enough to

hide it for

the rest of

my eternal life?

Hopefully....

Just maybe I

could be able

to at least

hide the pain...

The deep, twisting,

pains that takes

all my kindness

with none from

it.

The sad pain,

angry with the

humans outside of

this place where

I reside.

Too live with

such pain is

madness.

Simply put, insane

and irrational behavior.

Nonsence.

Am I also

Mad?

Crazzed?

No....

Just hurt....

Alone...

Quiet...

Secluded....

Seperated in my

own world, looking

at the word

with foreign eyes.

These eyes that

see me....

Sitting at my

window as the

rain falls...

Rain.....

Lueva.....

Latin for my

happy world.

Rain...

Glorious crystal-like jewles

that fall from

the sky.

Only in the

moonlight could they

be more lovely

than life itself.

As I watch

myself opening the

window to touch

the rain, I remember....

I remember my

reasons for my

love of the

night, the moon,

the stars, and

the rain.

It's a peaceful

love.

Unlike that of

past.

No crule pain,

as long as

thier is this.

Rain............................





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