Moonchild
they call me
cause i lie awake
at night
and
talk to the
moon
Not daring
to drift
away
for my mind
scares
me
The
moon
will be my
sweet
salvation
The precious
moon
who keeps me company
when my mind
is ready
to
self
implode
and no one
can piece me
together
The
moon
will watch over me
like i
never
could
like no one
ever
would
My home
is a
crater
on the moon
where i am
shielded
from
my own
mind
They call me
moonchild
Jan 9, 2019
Jan 9, 2019 at 1:56 PM UTC
Moonchild
they call me
cause i lie awake
at night
and
talk to the
moon
Not daring
to drift
away
for my mind
scares
me
The
moon
will be my
sweet
salvation
The precious
moon
who keeps me company
when my mind
is ready
to
self
implode
and no one
can piece me
together
The
moon
will watch over me
like i
never
could
like no one
ever
would
My home
is a
crater
on the moon
where i am
shielded
from
my own
mind
They call me
moonchild
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