Poems from Moon Quaye

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The dark side of the moon.
I'm sad, but a smile I borrow— Need to hide this feeling of sorrow. Want to run but I'm trapped. Can't move, my body's wrapped. Then my...
A fresh grass rising from the ground Swaying by the winds command It doesn't know its purpose Nor can't say when it will be used. It's just...
It comes from a forming cloud When it falls it's so loud. Everything's so dim 'cause it's raining. I think it wasn't nice Because that rain...
Why is this happening to me? I sometimes wonder "why do dreams come unintentionally?" I can't control them; they are all in my head. Did...
That boring, rude, and quiet, Who never leaves me behind Telling me, 'it isn't over yet' When all my hopes have died.   Always there in my...

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