January 16th, 2014
I never thought
I'd be jealous of stars
But today
I read
That there are stars
Moving so fast
They can escape
The Milky Way
And I thought to myself,
How lucky I could be
To be them
To be far enough
Away from here
Burning your memories
Behind me
As I fly across the sky...
n.r.g.
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Anxiety
PoetryAnxiety is hard; I decided to write this 5 years ago and I rarely update. I come back to read what I had as this description, "there is no escape." I lied, there is an escape. I don't know how to feel to about this book anymore but most seem to enjo...
