The Moon Weeps
I see you, and yet your not there.
I here your voice that go’s unheard.
They say you don’t exist, but you so clear.
The moon weeps, and now I know.
For me you are there, but for other you are never.
With it I can see.
The moon weeps, but not for me.
It tears unseen, its cries unheard.
Tomorrow will come but not for me.
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