I can see you there
All big and round
Orangeness is here
And for you I am bound
Hiding behind the trees
Hiding from me
I can still see thee
And I know you can see me
Just wait until I get there
To be up in the sky
I will get there
Even if I have to lie
You're a perfect sphere of orange
In the dark night
My would be boring
Without your soft light
Wake me up
When night falls
Wake me up
When the harvest moon calls
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The Death Poems: Collection 2
PoetryThe second collection of poems about darkness and evil. This collection will have everything from zombies to nightmares. Collection 3 is now published, so please check that one out as well.