Regret/A Touch Of Sanity
January 2nd, 2002
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A thousand moons revolve
Around eachother
And love or hate
Destroys all that’s great
Once we choose we cannot have the other
A thousand moons collide
Into eachother
And turn to flame,
An everlasting pain
It remains for our sisters and brothers
So hold on tight
To the ones you love
When they’re gone,
And you are all alone
There’s nothing left to hide from
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