Sunday, 17 October 2010
both the moon
when I am calm, I think I will be the moon
I will watch you, his light shining through
when I'm gone, I think I will be the ghost
watching you, leave what i'm bound to.
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when I am calm, I think I will be the moon
I will watch you, his light shining through
when I'm gone, I think I will be the ghost
watching you, leave what i'm bound to.
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when I am calm, I think I will be the moon
I will watch you, his light shining through
when I'm gone, I think I will be the ghost
watching you, leave what i'm bound to.
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