Some1 to moon ~
Sombody:
' why theres always waning,
waxing, n Crescent,
can't you stay uniform all time,
like you'r in present? '
Moon smiles n said:
' Every1 have their own darkside...
...which they always keep besides, .
..just aint let reach
consciousness to everyone..
..but, butt the phases
of brightness to all prisons... '
Somebody:
' oh moi see..but now promise..
just promise you won'tt ditch..._.'
Moon:
..lol hooman.. may b that's y,
.. I keeps switch..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem