"So are you two are still a thing, because it doesn't look like he makes you happy"
Does the moon still glow at night, searching for her children , who glisten from the after effects of the African sun knowing very well that's the closest she will ever get to seeing that radiant energy.
You never see the sun and the moon together. We make each other either extremely happy or extremely sad , we work in extremes like that .
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Poesía"Why do your eyes chill me to the bone , but your mouth spits bullets encraved with steel and the power of four moons"
