Moon Beam.

In the light the moon beam which realm over me with it perfect shine, how I wish the spotlight would take me in to the unknown. I am drowned it the depths of  the shadows which doomed over me. Is my old friend come said 'hi' with dark feeling of  non rational thoughts peer in corner of the window. The pit of the emotional is crave to be heard with quite but stern voice. 

My eyes wish is faded way with mist that escape from my breath in cold air, the words are utter with destruction in my heart.  Winced with smell of environment which I grew in as young child. Was hell to point but only had me to cared for.  Sound strange but I wish days of be innocent were now.  The night is alone with shiver up my spine and my soul mate has turn out be cold. 

 Words which writing are true but reality all in a paragraph which is feelings of the life before; past and future.

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