There were no stars in the sky tonight.
How. Fucking. Fascinating.
No stars in the night sky, nothing but darkness and an incomplete moon.
Like a cookie someone bit a few bites into but didn't finish.
How sad.
No stars in the night sky.
They must have all been moved into my mind for tonight.
For I, have a lot of things to think about.
These things to think about aren't pretty.
Actually, some of them ARE pretty.
That's the fucking problem isn't it?
The nightmare thoughts clashing together with the pretty ones.
Fantasy mixed with reality?
Reality will always win, no doubt about it.
Even if its harsh, cruel, and brutal.
That's just how it is.
The harsh truth is;
There are no stars in the night sky.
No shimmer of hope shining down upon me.
Just a fractured core we call the moon.
How. Fucking. Sad.
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