When a moon curves over I know it cries,
Because it's only half of what it used to be inside.
As the earth keeps spinning I see this through,
Because the sun doesn't move it issues an "I love you."
Time only ticks,
Because the sun doesn't move it issues an "I love you."
Space exists,
Because it's only half of what it used to be inside.
When a moon curves over I know it cries,
Because the sun doesn't move it issues an "I love you."
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Midnight Blue
PoetryA midnight blue that becomes a blue midnight... ━ Highest rank: #1 - darkpoetry, #1 - darkpoems Cover Design: Mist Bishop ┃ W MistElix-ir15
