While the moon makes her entrance,
The maiden gazes at the stars,
The sun goes through the plane,
The great eclipse of the heart is formed.
She tries finding her self in the colliding world,
Two opposing forces going through her.
She withdraws her gaze,
But always has to turn back.
How she wishes she could move forward or escape,
Like skipping the time or going through time,
But the only way is to be the time.
Dec 13, 2025
Dec 13, 2025 at 2:32 PM UTC
While the moon makes her entrance,
The maiden gazes at the stars,
The sun goes through the plane,
The great eclipse of the heart is formed.
She tries finding her self in the colliding world,
Two opposing forces going through her.
She withdraws her gaze,
But always has to turn back.
How she wishes she could move forward or escape,
Like skipping the time or going through time,
But the only way is to be the time.
