even though the sun has set on us
i hear the moon is real pretty
this time of the year
at least i have the moon and the stars
to help me forget about the way
you lit up my sky and fed my soul
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The Stages of Heartbreak and Grief of Who I Once Was
Poetryfreeform poetry describing the heartache of high school and college relationships and learning to navigate life alone
seventy seven: moon
even though the sun has set on us
i hear the moon is real pretty
this time of the year
at least i have the moon and the stars
to help me forget about the way
you lit up my sky and fed my soul
