I was the sun
And she was the moon
And on her darkest of sides
I made sure
That my brightest of lights was shown
But the biggest mistake I did
Was thinking her sky was lone
Because she was surrounded with stars
And I drew stars around her non existent scars
To this day
I still shine upon her
Nothing more, nothing less
Than this forever lingering tacenda
You have an audience which I'm a part of.
Sometimes in the audience,
There's someone who wants love..
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Way of my soul || Poetry
PoetryFragments from my life. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dear reader, thank you for being here! I just wanted to say that I really love your feedback. Whether it's an...
