When the moon rises,
And her mask falls,
With no distraction to her ear,
One thought recalls,
why am I still here?
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The Tale Of The Girl With No Heart
Poesi"The girl sat alone, the girl with no heart. She stared blankly at the others, wondering what it was like to be happy, to have a heart. But she knew deep inside, that the pain would be all she could feel, forever and forever more, she would be alo...
The Moon Sheds a Tear
When the moon rises,
And her mask falls,
With no distraction to her ear,
One thought recalls,
why am I still here?
