what if , I say you
I am a gloomy moon,
that lights in phases,
one day as darkness,
and a day as full moon
and easily accepts
existence of other lights,
either a candle or a bulbwho understand meaning of
each individual fights.
oh!darling, I know,
you don't understand
such stories of loss
you have learnt,
to shine alone,
like the sun does, each day
taking out other's existence .
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