Why should I see them go?
Why should I let them go?
Why can't I say, "just stay"?
Why can't I see another day?
A day where I'm not to be.
A day where I'm not to stay.
Where they decide, to be or not to be?
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How can I speak some sense?
How can I make some sense?
How should I say it hurts?
How can I say it hurts?
It hurts to see them, be.
It hurts to see me not.
What if I had the choice, to be or not to be?
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But,
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I know they'll be overjoyed.
I know they won't see this void.
I know I'll be happy for them.
I know I am happy for them.
They start the year to be.
To be was the only choice,
There wasn't a question; to be or not to be.
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I wish you all the happiness.
I offer you these words of happiness.
I have nothing much to give.
I had you, the only thing I give.
You are his to be.
His soul is yours to be.
There won't be another, to be or not to be.
YOU ARE READING
The Path Of The Moon
PoesíaA collection of poetries I've written in the past few years, and the ones I'll write in the future as well. it's a magical journey which has emotional, romantic, sorrow, and tragedy everything within itself. I hope you like it.
