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She Moon

Luna’s hung in shrouds
the clouds a gown of grey barrage
against the starless pitch

No searchlight insignia
rising floodlight left
for witches riding Dyson’s
for Elliot’s best friend

No simple, black bat silhouette
Covering that milky white
the wraithlike rain, curtained sky
has robbed she moon her night

J x

Zoodark

@Zoodark

25y/o songwriter hailing from South London. www.myspace.com/deafyetiband

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