The Moon Whispers
 

 
My posture plays with the moon's glow
It traces my every move below
Obscure are my thoughts in this shadow of mine
Illusions in darkness trail behind


The Man in the moon follows my every step
Helping with what I need to accept
He whispers so softly that I almost don't hear
'Tell me your troubles... I will be here for you dear'


By Frog First

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