Stay - Poem by Thistle Wargul
I see the moonlight breaking in
A shaft of silver over the
Shards of the mirror
Lying broken on the ground.
I see you face crumples in pain
As you sob into the velvet night.
I hear your voice as you are calling
The lost souls that haunt your sleep.
I feel your presence
At my side.
Begging me to stay.
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