you used to make the waterfalls from my eyes turn to less than puddles,
but now your gone and there's no one here when i overflow.
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creating constellations
Poetryan abundance of space metaphors and you. #1 in poetry 6/7/16
drip drip drip
you used to make the waterfalls from my eyes turn to less than puddles,
but now your gone and there's no one here when i overflow.
