There is a strong feeling bubbling within me
that has me chirping painfully
as the pain echoes silently inside of me.
I feel like I've swallowed a thousand moons
and now the world is punishing me
for taking away the light.
I feel as though I've tumbled down Alice's gateway to her wonderland
and I've been pushed off of the highest cliffs.
I hold myself,
and silently I cry.
To the moons I stole, I'm sorry.
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Starry night skies (completed)
PoetryUnder the canopy of a thousand stars, she found that her hands sang the words of her tender heart, the notes captured perfectly in pages that were stained a deep brown. cocooned in the embrace of a hundred constellations, ...
