Night, by moondaisy Subscribe to rss feed for moondaisy

Sometimes I fear the dark,
except when there are starts.
My heart awakes and makes a wish,
But it all falls down again,
For when I lay below the night,
Imagination is not enough. 
Posted: 2011-02-28 20:47:14 UTC

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