Moonlit Sky
She who holds a billion of tears, Cries every night for the moon, Her mind clouded with memories, The night he said goodbye, She asks the moon, "I want another chance" She says "I am afraid you can't, my dear" The moon says, "Why can I not?" Her voice cracking, "It is time for you to let go of the past." The moon says with pity, Great pain struck her heart, Shattering her into pieces, she cried until she felt drowsy, Moonlit sky caressing her away from reality.
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