Seeing the moon in the daylight,
still fighting to save the night,
it glows as if it doesn't know
it was supposed to already leave and go.
Now the dawn has already broken
to leave the night as a forgotten token
and try to forget the previous mistakes
from an evening of too much give and take.
Wounds have yet to heal
but the moon helped to conceal
those sins committed under a pseudonym,
committed under the cover of passion.
The current fading of the moon
cannot come too soon
to forget yet another nightmare,
the guilty's only wish and care.
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