blue clouds
the moons out
runs away with the wind
to the south
but i chase it like a theif
all the way to the end
i tel it 2 b silent
cuz the clouds might find it
so i hide it inside so the sky cant bite it
i turn off the lights
then i face the night
i took the moon so i cud the see stars gloom
i wait an wait 4 the brightness to run across my face
so i could wish apon a moving star
wish for a loving heart
even though im a part
i think about my start
cuz i rather die a lover
then a forgotten fucker
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