In Time with the Moon
May 15, 2013
Look where you step
Or you may not just stand
In the place you expected
But a faraway land
Where darkness engulfs you
And the light never shines
Where the children are crying
Air filled with their whines
Where color is nothing
And terror is rule
Where nightmares come from
And the people are cruel
Where hatred is law
And nothing is sweet
Where relaxing is painful
And you always get beat
Where thought means less
Than a choppy, harsh tune
Where every heart beats
In time with the moon
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