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Phases of the moon

Bella's life during new moon, in poetry! actually some of these reflect my own feelings. i get very depressed sometimes. :(


3. Why?

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Who am I?

I don’t know any more.

I am a vacant house, an open door.

And I’m just not sure

What am I?

I don’t know.

I am plain white, like winter snow.

And I’ve sunk so low

Why am I here?

I don’t care

I’ve been stripped bare

I need him there.