She did not know what
to do anymore,
so she would allow
her feelings to bleed
through the tears that she
cried at night. They were
the same tears that
blurred every star
together when she
looked at the night sky.
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PoetryThis is a collection of poetry and prose about stars, love and the like. It is a glimpse inside my mind and a full view of my soul. My thoughts are like celestial dust: quite useless on their own, but once they come together, create a star that give...
