i watched the moon pass through the windows
and it came up close to me
and it told me of the echoes
and what would come to be
and it told about the minnows
and pets that wouldn't see
the light of day tomorrow
but don't worry about me
it told me of the future
and the past it seemed to scream
and it knew about my mother
and the secret i dont speak
it knew about my pockets
and what my pockets do not keep
it knew about the whispers
that i say before I sleep
it knows about the black dog
and how close it follows me
it knew that it was only hope
and never lunacy
and the sun knew that the moon would never speak to me
Apr 24, 2016
Apr 24, 2016 at 3:35 AM UTC
i watched the moon pass through the windows
and it came up close to me
and it told me of the echoes
and what would come to be
and it told about the minnows
and pets that wouldn't see
the light of day tomorrow
but don't worry about me
it told me of the future
and the past it seemed to scream
and it knew about my mother
and the secret i dont speak
it knew about my pockets
and what my pockets do not keep
it knew about the whispers
that i say before I sleep
it knows about the black dog
and how close it follows me
it knew that it was only hope
and never lunacy
and the sun knew that the moon would never speak to me
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