Reflections in Puddles
The moon is no longer out tonight,
So I’ll howl at you if I can.
You stole her from the sky.
My, oh my, you were a hungry man.
A whirlpool exists in your lungs,
But you’re past the beginning.
There are miles of water between us,
Time to start swimming.
Crunch down like smooth seas,
Listen to the water not make a sound.
That silence will consume you,
Silly man, you are drowned.
The moon is inside of you now,
And she’s got a bit of a bite.
“Shh, now,” She whispers,
“This is not conducive to the night.”
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WHISKY PRINCESS*
9 years ago
AMAZINGLY WRITTEN
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*gloomy*
9 years ago
:D thank you! And also, thank you for the follow~
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WHISKY PRINCESS*
9 years ago
No Problem And Your Welcome Your Qoutes Are PERRRRRRRRRRRFECT
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*gloomy*
9 years ago
^u^ ooh, you're so sweet. thank you so much for the kind works :)
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*compassionate soul*
9 years ago
I love this ❤
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*gloomy*
9 years ago
:) thank you~
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*compassionate soul*
9 years ago
You're welcome :)
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