The moon shines bright
Guiding me through the forest
Sometimes its hard to remember
The sun guides the moon
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts Inside Me Head
PoetryI try to grasp your hand But it slips out of reach You tripped into the water And descended beneath the waves I scream your name But you are to far to hear I jump in and grabbed your arm But I can't swim I sink down farther But I learned not to stru...
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The moon shines bright
Guiding me through the forest
Sometimes its hard to remember
The sun guides the moon
