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Dancing in The Moonlight

By , Woodland , CA

As I sat by the window thinking of them

I pressed my lips together

I want to say things I can't define; I'm so numb

I stare at the bloomy moon

and I think to myself

they're the moon and I'm the sun

my mind's breaking me but I'll be alright

things will change in the long run

I imagine them dancing in the moonlight

their skirt flowing well as they move their hips

I stare at them and they stare at me

their rosy cheeks and pink lips

I bite my lips till they bleed

what a beautiful sight




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