Another Sky of Hateful Stars.

Another Sky of Hateful Stars.
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I sit beneath
The Cold Moon..
scratching at
My Lone Heart's
Scars...
wondering if
She will be
Here Soon?

(while choking
vainly on The
Stars.)
_

Such a pity..
my Pretty..
this Thing
that cannot
Be..
an Imaginary
City in My
Mind...
(beneath
The Sea.)
where I
look, but
never find
The Truth
which seems
to Torment
Me!
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How can
A Lovely
Sky be so
Cruel?..
Destiny..
wretchedly
Blind!
To Think..
A King walked
amongst us
once,
(without a
Queen to
share his
Rule.)
until murdered
by Mankind!

It must be
so boring..
to sit alone
in a chamber
poring over
Heroic Themes,
and senseless
Stories!

(which always
end in Tragedy.)
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Still...
without that
Cold Moon
(and my Lone
Heart's Weeping
Scars)
where would
I be?

(choking A Sky
of Hateful Stars.)

j.s.h.