Yoon stares at the moon.
I am the moon, that though I howl;
I'd rather the night than the day.
They cast a curse upon your light.
If I cry, the demons emerge feint.
When can I see you...
Without out all the confusion...
Without... what they want to make you into...
You we're perfect and you're still perfect to me...
They keep trying to change you.
Fuck this poem. I'm going to go kill something until I figure this out.
Bye for now...
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