The moonlight, as to ask,
In its rhapsody, they mask,
A sight of dark
To dream and embark
And
Misery, as an hour’s thief
For
Icy breeze of words andÂ
his glistening stares
Anchor the memories
In between her affairs
As
One man’s whisper
Lead to another devil
To look upon
Its perspective
Betrayal
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