I DON'T WANT TO BE YOUR DARK CLOUD.
I DON'T WANT TO BE THE STORM THAT YOU FIGHT AGAINST.
I DON'T WANT YOU TO FEAR THE THUNDER IN OUR HEARTS, OR THE LIGHTNING RUNNING THROUGH OUR VEINS.I DON'T WANT TO BE YOUR PLUTO.
I DON'T WANT TO BE THE ASTEROID THAT YOU THROW AWAY.
REMEMBER THE STARS THAT YOU USED TO SEE, WHEN YOU GAZED INTO THE DEPTHS OF ME.I DON'T WANT TO BE YOUR NIGHTMARE.
I DON'T WANT TO BE THE STORY YOU'VE FORGOTTEN.
BECAUSE IT'S BEEN FOREVER NOW, AND YOU'RE STILL IN MY DREAMS, HAUNTING MY POETRY..
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ŞiirA collection of poems, short stories, thoughts, etc. Trigger warning.