Wild to the moon
I've become wild to the moon. When emotions hit like a monsoon. Like a slice through the sunset sky. What you see with your eyes, Isn't the high you feel before you die. Like the sun & moon decide and divide our days. Broken by decay Every scream doesn't obey. Now see why I've become wild to the moon
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