Moonbeam

Was it all a beautiful dream?
That touch of a hand on mine.
Or some terrible scheme?
Hatched in a devils time.
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Alone in a web of sighs.
Can’t catch a moonbeam.
Or that glimmer of love in the eyes.
Endless recurring theme.
Hardening heart in the ashes.
Feeling the rips in the seam.
Hiding from lightening flashes.

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