Eclipse

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All the things I wanted to say
All the stuff I'd prefer hidden away.
Over sharing.
Reluctant.
Bored and dead.

Looking at the moon,
Trying for once new stuff.
Waiting for it to turn red.
Changing a small minuscule thing.
Yet, every hour is confused with yesterday.

The stars that away.
My blood turned into eggs.
Is it cold or my head?

Too late for tell tale.