Be My Moonshine

In the shadow of my pain;
When the castle would surround me with a misty woe, Be my moonshine

In the gloomy desolate night;
When no one would adjoin me, Be my moonshine

In the deafening conflict within me;
When scars would provoke, Be my moonshine

In the durable solitude;
When my expression would suffocate, Be my moonshine

On a bright glossy day;
When everyone would busy being sunshine, Be my moonshine

In the hurricane inside me;
When I would immerse within, Be my moonshine


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