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About This Poem
MoonStruck
Once upon a midnight keep,
The devil rested fast asleep.
Death retired the hourglass sand,
Imortality grasped within a mortals hand.
Humanity longed for blissful peace,
But the disquieted heart will not cease.
Man with his greed for infinate glory,
craved the bloodstains on palm smeared gory.
Superior thinking our mighty fall,
tranquility unfelt within hearts of all.
Stardust dims, wishes piss poor out of luck,
The waxen orb fading, moonstruck.
Merciful angels won't shed tears,
For humanity ebbs and disappears.
From out of the darkness a violent scream,
Startled Satan out of a sabbatical dream.
He so wicked to the marrowed bone,
Proud that mortals do his role on their own.
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