Fri, 02/05/2016 - 15:35 -- lizann

I know I said I thought you were the moon

but right now you are shining

as the sun

I cannot sleep because you are there

My eyes closed you still burn through

The lids and layers of my skin crawling fears

I cannot sleep Sun stop stinging me

I swear

You are not the moon but the sun 


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