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Moon Stricken

Moon Stricken

Castaway like the day.
I only know the night.
Covered by the dark I lay.

Inflicted by shadows bite.
The moon looks down, and mocks me.
Struck down by the lesser light!

Smitten I drown in my sorrows vast as the sea.
Pain increase the more i sink, its a bottomless pit.
My own shadow rises against me.

When will the sun rise to take this darkness away?
The sun all along been shining so bright.
Bring me the true light! To make all things right.
--Johnny G., Adult