The Blue Moon


I toss my thieves to the blue moon.
It makes me wonder what that did to you.
You gave me a heart full of lies.
My trust and honesty was your disguise.

I toss my creatures to the red moon.
It seems as if you like the tune.
It gives me headaches to leave you behind.
My failures and cries make you satisfied.

I toss my demons to the white moon.
You never let my flowers bloom.
Where should I have even gone
if you weren't there all along?

I toss myself to the new moon.
It kicks and crumbles inside of you.
To see me just let it go.
The darkness inside of you will show.

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