Bathing me in a ghoulish glow
Brightening the dark
Staring at me
Barely disturbed
All the way up there
Floating among
The stars
Simply being
Bathing me in a ghoulish glow
I love the moon
Bathing me in a ghoulish glow
Brightening the dark
Staring at me
Barely disturbed
All the way up there
Floating among
The stars
Simply being
Bathing me in a ghoulish glow
I love the moon
I can't breathe
My heads against the
Stall wall
The coldness keeping me
From passing out
My feet are on the
Gross ground
Trembling
I can barely tell
That the floor is solid
When I was little
My favorite color
Was pink
I wore dresses
To school
With matching
Floral headbands
Then I turned ten
Hold my hand and love
Me more then I ever could
And please don't let go
Comments
"Simply being" what a beautiful way to describe the moon. It also, in some ways, gives everything that exists the potential to become a moon.
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