“Where is that part of me? Shadows, and lights, are joining into pieces. Comes together with bittersweet taste of victory. Of fake victory. Of fakery. Where everything falls apart and joins them all together at the same time. It’s seems its just me, who stares right into your eyes like there’s no guilt. No pleasure can fill my empty heart. Where is it? Where is that shadow I’ve kept on follow? Where is that peace I’ve kept on looking? There’s only you. Right there. Starring at me. From far. Can I moved on a bit? Can i move side by side ? These darkest hour of your memoir. Can you fill my heart when you are no longer there?” – Moon. By Varry.
Listening to Me and the Moon by Shane Filan
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