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*The crescent moon sings me lullabies My scars bleed but they don't sleep The crescent moon is beautiful I want to sleep in its grey-white folds But the crescent moon is wicked Beauty is nothing but deception My scars bleed but they don't sleep You see, my scars will never have enough sleep to fall* ***To fall beneath the crescent moon To fall before the crescent moon***
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Nov 1, 2016
Nov 1, 2016 at 12:57 AM UTC
'My heart belongs to me and not the crescent moon'
*The crescent moon sings me lullabies My scars bleed but they don't sleep The crescent moon is beautiful I want to sleep in its grey-white folds But the crescent moon is wicked Beauty is nothing but deception My scars bleed but they don't sleep You see, my scars will never have enough sleep to fall* ***To fall beneath the crescent moon To fall before the crescent moon***
manu-mueller
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Nov 1, 2016
Nov 1, 2016 at 12:57 AM UTC
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