'm captain of fresh water. Remo
upstream to reach the sea. I get stuck in every stone, I forgot my course, and even forget who I am. My ship is slowly sinking, but I'm deep into troubled waters. How many times have I thought out to the shore and start again. I
moon.
I'm changing. Sometimes I grow, I sometimes smaller. Sometimes I'm full and splendid, sometimes I'm off and invisible. Today I am looking for new moon a ray of sunshine. I would leave and not return again until it touches the full moon.
'm a girl.
I can not for sadness. I can only hide under the pillow and mourn until someone comes along to save me.
I rock on the dune. A leaf in autumn.
'm an ocean of tears where no one dares to tread.
I am a way of no return.
I'm game.
But there are no villains. There are no wars. There is no victory.
's me.
I'm different, but call me weird. I'm a set of nuances that make me the way I am. But who sees them?. So just who I want to know me, and a list that is so small.
But what good is knowing who I am?
Hello! I'm here! Anybody hear me? Nobody. And although I heard, not to say.
I'm going to my cave.
[ by Me ]
Weep no more, moon. day soon
upstream to reach the sea. I get stuck in every stone, I forgot my course, and even forget who I am. My ship is slowly sinking, but I'm deep into troubled waters. How many times have I thought out to the shore and start again. I
moon.
I'm changing. Sometimes I grow, I sometimes smaller. Sometimes I'm full and splendid, sometimes I'm off and invisible. Today I am looking for new moon a ray of sunshine. I would leave and not return again until it touches the full moon.
'm a girl.
I can not for sadness. I can only hide under the pillow and mourn until someone comes along to save me.
I rock on the dune. A leaf in autumn.
'm an ocean of tears where no one dares to tread.
I am a way of no return.
I'm game.
But there are no villains. There are no wars. There is no victory.
's me.
I'm different, but call me weird. I'm a set of nuances that make me the way I am. But who sees them?. So just who I want to know me, and a list that is so small.
But what good is knowing who I am?
Hello! I'm here! Anybody hear me? Nobody. And although I heard, not to say.
I'm going to my cave.
[ by Me ]
Weep no more, moon. day soon
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