How dare you illuminate and steal this heart.
You glisten there with your tide of treachery.
Luring many to the edges.
My heart was strong, yet you broke it apart.
Forcing the pieces to drift in their gravitless state.
You are a thief and a liar.
For the light you shine is not your own.
Stolen and reflected from the sun.
One that gives much warmth and life.
You are cold and capricious.
Showing different faces to all below.
Keeping your dark side at bay until it’s too late.
I wish to break free, to kill you completely.
Or at least break away from your orbit.
Havoc and Consequence 
Oohhhh Mark!! This is Excellent!!! I love the passion bordering on bitterness. The metaphorical imagery is perfect.
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Thank you Tara, the moon, obviously, is a representation of someone i hold dear (with clawed hands) to my heart 🙂
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