Tears of the Moon's Daughter II

by Cassie   Jul 14, 2006


Silver teardrops
reflecting the cruel
unforgiving moonlight
slip silently down her face.
her eyes ever vacant,
her vace devoid of emotion
her mouth closed tight,
her frame rirgid, frozen,
as if time itself has stopped,
but for the stream of tears,
leaving her face shining
in the cold moonlight.

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