- As the day ends life seems darker. I wander those lonely streets with my jacket draped over my shoulders. Upon climbing the grassy hill I sit down and stare at the clouded sky. And as if by the grace of god, a piller of light descended on this lowly one. As I gazed with sorrowful eyes I was in awe as if the this pale mistress of the night. Her cold embrace warmed my frozen heart. Such bliss

- Title: sitting in the moon light
- Artist: aoinari79
- Description: this was something that i wrote while i experienced it. it felt good, and sad at the same time
- Date: 10/02/2008
- Tags: sitting moon light
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