When the moon turns into red

When the moon turns into red,
The sky asks the clouds if they have any regret.
The clouds look down and point out those places,
Where we used to make promises of our never-ending love
Where you made me realized that I was all you ever wanted
To show its resentment, they call those thunder who was our witness.
Those thunders yell to tell your fraudulent to the world without any drop of rain.

When the moon turns into red,
The sky ask me if I have any regret,
I smile on the thought of you,
And just like you, my tears ran out.

Β© Arooba

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