With the moon, the tears that finds- A lonely soul- Brothers have you felt- Your worth is penniless- With the moon, those tears are- Not shared alone- A heart that hit a wall- Inspires the skeletons- To come from the dark- You push it back- But they always find a way- Don’t be running- With this feeling- You are shedding skin- You do this- You have to- Experience looses- All the toxics from- With in- I’m not the cure- I will not resolve- My hand is out- To you- I’m listening- I’m not the cure- I will do my best- To stop you from this fall-Birth sign: Libra
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