I know my soul is only honest at night,
when the moon shines over the city so bright,
so beautiful but yet too sad,
as if it wished to be the sun instead;
in this night I feel my fears covering me,
’cause my thoughts are more frightening than they used to be
and now I’m not even sure…
Will my heart be what it was before?

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