Suicide To Moon Rise - Poem by Amy Marie
Oh Moon Rise – you're my rise!
Do you I join for joy?
Meet we by the bowing skies –
Me – you must employ!
I – Suicide himself –
By open windows perch.
Leaves one envies – in the night –
Drift lowly they to graves!
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