The night breeze rustles my senses
As I stare into the moonlit black.
And as the dreary night wreaked havoc on my soul.
I thought of all the wishes I should take back.
All the treasonous jealous spiteful things, inevitable of being alive.
The mocking pool of hidden sin in which mankind dives.
I bow my head in grief of all- the pain I caused in places.
All the moments of utter hopelessness, I caused in others` faces.
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