lundi 3 août 2015

moonlight

I remember walking in moonlight
The ease at which I felt while night enveloped me
no boogie man, no night time creeper
just my thoughts and my dreams
Thoughts of fairytales and dream land
where my imagination was my home
when did I grow old
now the night is not a friend
but a reminder of the darkness this world holds
I miss my fantasies about dark princes
and magic and being braver than
moonlight

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