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Moon Light MAG
moon
He's what ends the piercing light
When time ends day, he brings night
He is apathy
Only you can see
He is the bat
Hiding behind a tree
He is the cold
That came with the winter
He is the blood
At the tip of a splinter
If he was a heart
He would be broken
If he was the words
He wouldn't be spoken
If life was a piece of wood
He would be the knife
If he was a sword
He would end your life
He is the tear
If you should cry
He is the needle
In your eye
He's what hides behind the light
And comes out at night
He's what whittles away
At the ending day
He is the silence
At the end of a call
He is the sadness
Of it all
He is the ditch
That once was a niche
light
She is a melody
A beautiful tree
She's not the apathy
But a love that is free
She is a heart
That's not broken
She is the words
That will be spoken
She brings the sun
In the beginning of May
She is the happiness
That lights up the day
She will not run and will not hide
She is not the hole that is open wide
She has not cried
She is not a piece of wood
That can splinter
She knows not cold
In the dead of winter
She's no secret that you can keep
She's not the one to make you weep
Skies that were gray
She turns blue
She is the one
You always knew
If you opened your eyes
And looked at the sky
She would be there
To say good-bye.
Without the light, there is no moon
Light is happiness, the other is doom
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