Bolting Dark

Some sadness, some pain.
I tell myself, don't be proud
of reaching the peak.

Come on mini moon.
Earth was devastated. Loneliness
plays havoc. I want to―

Run away from myself.
Who will stop me. You had shaded
my storms. I will remain happy till death.

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Bolting Dark