fluorescentpearl
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- Jul 19, 2026
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The moon, hanging by a string
Lonely, dim, such a pretty little thing
The moon, drinking the sea
Maybe someday it'll feel free?
The moon, laying beneath the iron horse
How could her life have been so coarse..
The moon, sitting alone
A clone of a clone,
Love on her mind,
Her spirit whined,
"why'd he leave?"
Asks the little moon,
"it does not matter", replies the moon "in eternity, you will find him again"
And so the moon hangs by a string, sips the sea, lays beneath the iron horse, hoping, dreaming, loving
Just a small poem about myself I've been writing recently to distract, not very good, but it shows how I feel
Lonely, dim, such a pretty little thing
The moon, drinking the sea
Maybe someday it'll feel free?
The moon, laying beneath the iron horse
How could her life have been so coarse..
The moon, sitting alone
A clone of a clone,
Love on her mind,
Her spirit whined,
"why'd he leave?"
Asks the little moon,
"it does not matter", replies the moon "in eternity, you will find him again"
And so the moon hangs by a string, sips the sea, lays beneath the iron horse, hoping, dreaming, loving
Just a small poem about myself I've been writing recently to distract, not very good, but it shows how I feel
