MOON CHILD II
Moonchild felt like the odd one, constantly being embarrassed for not liking what others pretend to love.
All he was attached to, was his passion and burning desire to find his match.
But his world was narrow,and too shallow for emotions.
While he was such an ocean, you could never reach its bottom. A never-ending space full of hidden secrets, stories and tales.
But not everybody recognized art; nor did everybody knew what they were missing on ?
Instead, everyone was attracted to clichés he got tired of.
Love was one of them; One thing he knew since early age but never actually knew if he felt, .. its meaning was tangled with all kinds of definitions that he lost its sense.
Moonchild slowly rejected love he thought it was overrated ..
Such sensations left him empty. It felt fake.
The genuine became ambiguous.
It hurt him, a little too much, seeing the truth becoming almost an illusion.
...
All he was attached to, was his passion and burning desire to find his match.
But his world was narrow,and too shallow for emotions.
While he was such an ocean, you could never reach its bottom. A never-ending space full of hidden secrets, stories and tales.
But not everybody recognized art; nor did everybody knew what they were missing on ?
Instead, everyone was attracted to clichés he got tired of.
Love was one of them; One thing he knew since early age but never actually knew if he felt, .. its meaning was tangled with all kinds of definitions that he lost its sense.
Moonchild slowly rejected love he thought it was overrated ..
Such sensations left him empty. It felt fake.
The genuine became ambiguous.
It hurt him, a little too much, seeing the truth becoming almost an illusion.
...
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