Black Moon

Black Moon

Black moon, silver sky
oh she’s trying,
to get by
Golden skin, pale hair
no one told you,
it’d be fair
Green snow, white grass
someone once said its like,
trying to break the glass
Crimson tears, clear blood
you want to try,
but no one ever said you could
Silver moon, black sky
oh she’s trying
to get by
Pale skin, golden hair
no one told you,
it’d be fair
White snow, green grass
someone once said its like,
trying to break the glass
Clear tears, crimson blood
you want to try,
but no one ever said you could…
Bethany
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