I can hear you moving
In the moon of midnight
I can hear you struggling
With pure delight.
I can feel your darkness
Please let me hear it speak
Do not hold it in
For your emotions might spring a leak.
And if you need me
For you emotional task
Don't hesitate for to long
All you have to do is ask.
But if you feel suspicious
And your feelings have alarm
Because in the moon of midnight
No one will have to twist your arm.
When your on the fringe
And your doorway is askew
Nothing is holding you in but a rusted hinge
And down below is a faded view
And in the moon of midnight
There is nothing you can do.

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