Even The Moon Cries

Even the moon cries,
A little each night,
As its light begins to die,
When each and every night,
It wonders,
Waits, and ponders,
Wanting to know,
Why you had to go,
You were a true blessing,
To everyone,
Even the moon I’m guessing,
You weren’t just another someone,
That’s why the moon cries,
A little each night,
As its light begins to die,
Each and every night.
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Even The Moon Cries

sparksmakefire

Joined January 2008

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