On which shall I fall
Behind the moonlight’s toll
Of the free flowing
With the blood’s new awe
Drenched by the midnight song
I bid life so long
For in darkness I bask
There’s nothing more I can ask
No sweet reverie of the day
From the distant pleasure of May
I stand within no fear of the way
For fear has nothing to pay
I breathe life’s immortality
An inch away from heartbreak
Crazed to face fatality
And created to live yet to take…
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