Tonight,
I saw the moon,
At night,
I talked 'bout doom,
Alright,
Someday I'll be right
in his eyes.
Almost perfect,
but no,
I'll strive to be the light,
and to fight
for what I need to be
that you want me to be.
And tonight,
I stare at the moon,
At night,
I told the moon,
Please whisper to his ears,
"She loves you from me and back."
-A.M.
Apr 27, 2021
Apr 27, 2021 at 11:14 PM UTC
Tonight,
I saw the moon,
At night,
I talked 'bout doom,
Alright,
Someday I'll be right
in his eyes.
Almost perfect,
but no,
I'll strive to be the light,
and to fight
for what I need to be
that you want me to be.
And tonight,
I stare at the moon,
At night,
I told the moon,
Please whisper to his ears,
"She loves you from me and back."
-A.M.
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