Hazelfaye
DecidueyeReigns
Perfect Moon Child
The moon glows
With energy fragmented
From the bliss of
The nightly queen.
It looks beautiful
Until you see the moon
Glimmer and shine as if
It were shattered beneath
The rising sun.
And your mind wonders
Why something so perfect
Could be made to be
Yet so broken.
The cycle of moon
And sun continue on,
And you begin to think
About what makes you
Perfect.
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