Blood Moon

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In the night sky, a blood moon rises
over the horizon
a chill wind creeps through the
branches of trees
the cry of wolves is heard
throught the starless sky

sadness walks the earth as blood
soaks into the soil
fear roams free as those who
surrender are consumed
hope seems a distant dream
washed away by warm waters

yet a smile shines in the darkness
a child’s laugh hidden within the
howls of the night
whispers on a breeze
tender touches
found within

in a world of blackness
where fear and sadness rule
and hope is nothing
a forgotten memory
a long lost dream

or is it

This poem was written/submitted by skyie.

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