China Poem by Twisted Moon

China



Questioning our very existence,
A red flag off in the distance,
Shows me what we are,
I'm the twisted moon, and you're the tangled star.

The easiest roads lead to the hardest places,
The most difficult cases,
The dissapointed faces...

Neither of us can run,
You're the dying daffodil and I'm the insane sun,
There can only be one...

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