Toxic Moon
001 The Moon's serene light cascaded upon my being, creating illusions of my deepest desire. To be on its embrace is what I kept on wishing, but it was ruthless and won't look to what thing I'm eager. The roses exuded enthralling fragrance, but its thorns are like poison, painful and unfeeling. In every hidden and simple glance, lies inside are my turmoil and grueling. I desire to be in the Moon's embrace, but what I got are all endless pain. I conspire to be with the Moon's grace, but what I go
