Tears to the lost souls
darkness is greedily feeding on my shaft of bright
I look up, I see the moon growing like a luminous stone
she shines to me like a smooth polished leather
climb over my chest like a pitch black onyx
to some I'm like a shadow man sitting across the market
I mesmerized quietly witnessing what's going on in the monkey business of the world
why is she buying shit she doesn't need
tears to some heartaches
tears to that stranger who lost his purse
Thank you
love
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