Sunday, September 20, 2015

Dark side of the Moon

She's your dark side of the moon, isn't she?
Invisible during your time of glory
Hidden by the glorious showering light

She's your dark side of the moon, isn't she?
When the dark time comes, you'd realize that she's there
Outlined by the tiny ray of light that's left

She's your dark side of the moon, isn't she?
She's there
She's always there
But you don't always see her

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