Crimson Moon - Poem by Bill Cantrell
Why are you angry, crimson moon?
You look so out of place
We finally see your darker side
and yet, you never turned your face
Blood moon are you bleeding?
Has your lover found another’s arms?
Do not give up on finding love,
There are always other stars
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