If you were to put the cold moon in my left hand
and place the burning sun in my right hand
I would find myself balanced between madness
and the strange feeling of a broken heart
trying to piece itself together with twigs and twine
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These are pure emotions uncut and raw. Journey well to anyone who reads these words, whether it's my friends, or simply a stranger. God Bless.
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