Lost eyes
A beauty in how they wander
Beauty in their bottomless depths
That seem to scream hopelessness
And silence
Like the moon
So bright and imperfect
So small compared to the sky
With tragic suspense
As it shines
YOU ARE READING
AN ALBUM WILL REMEMBER
Poetry[ poetry/short stories/collection ] ❝ you made the truth into what I lied, and I lied that I was beautiful ❞ . . . a collection of rainbows, theories, and dreams, of words faded around the edges with meanings that nothing could ever fade. a...
