helena
My blogs
| Location | Brazil |
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| Introduction | I watch how the moon sits in the sky on a dark night, Shining with the light from the sun, And the sun doesn't give light to the moon, assuming The moon is gonna owe it one... And makes me think of how you act to me, you do, Favors that rapidly, Just turn around and start asking me about Things you want back from me. I'm sick of the tension, sick of the hunger, Sick of you acting like I owe you this, Find another place to feed your greed, While I find a place to rest. |
