the pitch black
consumed any and all
feelings she had for
the things she held
close.
•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•
maybe this part of the story
means nothing at all.
YOU ARE READING
The Moon, The Stars, You.
PoetryThis is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coi...
