by WhiteWings

Created on: November 10, 2009

Moonlight, my friend, hold my hand.

I am gasping for air and then

As my eyes close in pain i recall

The wonderful love then i renege all.

Teeth clenched cause it must be, I need to be free

Soon i will activate, take my turn, in my place.

Scuffles of fights in my heart take place under my breast.

Yet I have only one owner, to account for in my best.

Moonlight, i grab out to you, only to say your light is what i need

It adorns my webby head tho no where else it leads.

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