mellow & melodic, the moon serenade and soothes
precious and cathartic, her tunes create some grooves
feelings once hidden, finally come to light
whispers well spoken that try to create a fight
tossing and turning, the crashes of waves simplify
while the ashes laid on grave will never rectify
the memories you gave, that you thought you let go
because it was time to heal, it was time to regrow
yet, instead, we sit here bathing in the sun
not quite sure why you're tempted by the gun
escape is an answer, but one with a twist
it's a door you can't close unless you open your fist
through the struggle is real, our daily lives entwine
lady luck has smiled so i've found my spine
so i'll sit up straighter and give you a hand
from now on, please embrace me, so that we both can stand
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