i admit that
we were a city of stars
but like every night
the sun has to come out
and we
are no longer that city of stars
once the sun wakes up
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stars • poetry
Poetry{stars} "she was carried to land from the stars up above where heavenly angels learn about love and although she was grateful her wings began growing a dark faded color that was in its last brewing she had turned on the good and made peace with the...
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i admit that
we were a city of stars
but like every night
the sun has to come out
and we
are no longer that city of stars
once the sun wakes up
