I am a beautiful creation
Made under the light
When the darkness of the night
Was shinning bright like light
I am a mess
Who keeps creeping back to the shadows
With darkness for company
A world under the world
Stuck between time and distance
I cant seem to decide
To make a better choice
Even with my grawing voice
All the reasons seems drunk
All the choices seems irrelevant
All the roads seems long and tiring
All the time seems lost
I'm just a kid
Come hold me
Me, myself and I
The three idiots
Are at the bay
Waiting while dancing
To a tune no one knows
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Wounds of the Moon
PoetryIwish you days with sunrise and gentle breezes. I wish you smiles with no reason to be sad I wish you happiness which knows no end I wish you peace of mind even in my mind I wish you love that will never wilter like ours has I am here for you, alway...
