If it knew
Tue, 22 Apr 2008 at 08:21pm
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What they do,
When the clouds hide the sky -
They sit in the rain
Whilst they watch rivers cry
When you stare for too long,
The sun stings your eyes.
Would you laugh at the moon
If it came out too early?
No,
You'd welcome its shine
For not stinging your pupils,
Not burning your tears
With such terrible lies..
Or highlighting fears
With a beam of lightyears,
For the sun travels fast
And the moon doesn't know
So it lingers and holds on
And travels quite slow.
Rivers cry in the rain.
You can lie in the sun.
But the moon doesn't know
Soon it will know.
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2008-04-22
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artful_dodge
2008-05-03
Like a private message to yourself, this one.
