A Sad Night

Poetry

Image by Flo222 from Pixabay

Night washes over the skies,
I slither beneath the clouds.
Shadows of a former life,
Breathe into a new life.
In the abyss of loneliness,
I hear hushed screeches.
Until my moon peels away the clouds
A coy smile shuns my sadness

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A nyctophile, truth-seeker gravitating towards human nature| Writing is my way of unlearning the patterns.

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A nyctophile, truth-seeker gravitating towards human nature| Writing is my way of unlearning the patterns.

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