Moon and the sun
I sit and watch the sun fall behind the moon My heart wanting to race behind it to yell don't go Yet.
As the dark shadow my senses I just stood there, Not wanting to believe you were gone- My soul crying softly while my mind tried to quiet my screams in the beginning. Of my nightmare! Tears flowing down in a trail to the pocket on my shirt- Fingers sprayed wide stuck - Like glue I can't move a muscle.
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