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The moon lite bright

I met a girl called lava ,

her hair was brighter than the sun ,

she had flames in her eyes ,

volcanic ash floods out of her mouth,

smoke coming out of both nostrils

but she had a cold heart

 

I met a queen called frost ,

she had fingers so fragile and cold ,

hair as cold as ice ,

snowflakes fly through the sky,

her lips were blue in the winter breeze

 

I met a boy called future

there was no humans surrounding him,

everything was floating including buildings,

it was all through a screen he had no one

his eyes were squared and his life was over

 

I met a woman called sunset

she was brighter than the stars in the sky

her emotion was very calm and her mind set was peaceful

she doesn’t have many friend

her only friends are the sky and the stars

I met a man called autumn

the trees screamed in the cold air for warmth

red crisp leaves covered the floor

thin twigs hang off of the cold hurt trees

as the cold breeze passes by

 

I met a prince called moon

he had a Brocken heart

and would sry every time the moon lite up at night

when every body goes to bed that’s his time to find the stars

 

 

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