When you look into my eyes,
do you see the dark?
You say there’s light in my skies,
but you don’t know what I’d do
if I could have you.
I’d take all your glimmer –
hide it in the shadows of fallen stars
and take delight as you grow dimmer.
Your crescent smile would fade
in my hands where a frown would form.
I’d dance in the gloom that I’ve made.
You’d stare at me with those big craters
in surprise when you realize
I never loved you, you silly moon.
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