Under the crescent moon.
Your rejection was a kick to my heart,
But as you walked away, I knew
Our love had a planned obsolescence;
By design you were meant to stray.
Invoiced for that pound of flesh,
For when payment comes due
I can no longer write that check.
More than merely surviving,
In a cycle of fullness and dark,
I intend to break this connection
And shine alongside the stars.
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