Bye-bye, Sun
bring on the moon
I'll be dancing on the shore
in the mist
you, remain, lost in a
trist with a blood brother
you always seem to
forget when you want
to test my limit
I understand you want
cut your hair, Deliahh,
and be the bella of the ball ...~yeah, you
want it all. You're
the brightest star.
Bye-bye, Sun.
You're a hot ball of fire
another dreamer for hire.

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