"Shall we look at the moon, my little loon?
Why do you cry?
Make the most of your life, while it is rife
While it is light" - Sufjan Steven
Your love, it is what I want most in this miserable world.
You are in all women.
You are the voice in my head
Don't go
Your love when did I lose it?
I'm the baby in your arms
I am my fathers cruelty
Don't go
You tried so hard,
I know.
Don't go...
You gave me my name-
And the birthmarks on my face
are the birthmarks on yours
like
a map of the cosmos to you.
Don't Go
And the cloud
that hangs above your head,
hangs upon mine.
It was always a gift
Don't go
You are still here,
I am still abandoned
You've never seen me the way I see me
Your son is a Dragon, the Noble Wolf
Gifted with a heart so full of love.
I am not my father.
I will put together one of my schemes-
Who do I have to beg?
I will beg
I will find the lambs for the alter
And every woman,
becomes you.
Always asking do you love me?
You said no one will ever love you as much as I do?
Don't leave me looking for you everywhere
and
proving that I was never worthy of their love
worthy of your love.
stay
My god
My creator
My mother
You tried so hard,
I know
Don't Go...
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