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"The Moon Knows Me"
The moon knows me
It follows me through summer filled meadows
Dark brooding woods, tangled in lush splendor
Woods barren, cold and childless
As is the moon, as is I
The moon knows me,
It slides on the breeze, quiet and ancient
Haunting those dead, those living
Watching
Waiting, as I do
The moon knows me
Veil of light
Veil of dark
Veil of the summer wood
Veil of shadows, as I am
The moon knows me
Smoke rises slowly from ruby chimneys
Rising like ghosts of the dead
Rising arms up stretched to the unknown
Sweet void of nothing, as is I
The moon knows me
Dark, dreamless
Gnawing the sorrowful soul
Waiting for the last breath
Waiting for the first, as I do
The moon knows me
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Come closer, I can't hear you, I cannot see your face.
You stand among the shadows, come closer and show your face
The dark
Daddy look in my closet
and under my bed
shadows, they are haunting me
from the window they are red
Shadows seem to follow me
Mommy,
Watching you in the shadows;
My heart bleeding for that chance,
My mind aching for the longing,
To just spend some time with
Shadow
I am here for you
I brought you out of the cave
I gave you control
I am here for you
I could bring a high toll
I could take
by N. Cullen.
DARK SELF
My dark self walks behind me,
listens to the conversations I speak,
waiting for the moment to overcome,
pass overhead,
landing
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