Blood Moon Dreams Poem by Shooting Star
Blood Moon Dreams
Were dark angels bleed and the fire burns cold. The blood moon covers the sun. The wind cuts you like a knife your life is almost done.
When the killers breath is on your neck you had better wake from your sleep. For tonight is the night of the blood moon and your sole belongs to me.
Sleep sweet dreams till nightmares come and wake you from your sleep than scarlet blood will trickle down as i am swallowed by the ground.
You will leave this world for dreams of gold and places where you can fly with silver butterflies and you never have to cry.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Sleep Sweet Dreams Of The Blood Moon~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I like to wright this type of poem when i feel sad or angry. I have NEVER cut myself but i have been through a lot in my life
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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*Note: I am Shooting star i went by a different name because i did not want my teacher to find out when i was typing it out. knowing her she would have sent me to therapy)