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A poem about a black period in my life.

I want to rise to the moonlight,
Just to fly away from all these people,
Just to ask Her what their reasons are,
To hate, to deny me,
And when I'm there,
I'll maybe hear the answers,
but can I use them?
Will I ever be free from my thoughts,
From my enemies?
And when I am,
Where will all of this lead to?
Just more destruction?
Just more destruction of love and friendship?
Or wil it end in a true, everlasting love?