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Saturday, January 9, 2010

The Moon

Raindrops pour from the sky
Raindrops, raindrops from each eye
They thunder down on top my head
They whisper freedom for the dead
I hold the heart of a man
I hold it just because I can
I compare him to the stars above
I compare him to eternal love
He didn't like who I was
I asked why he said because
He walked into outer space
I lit the moon and burned down the place

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