Her eyes shimmered like a thousand dying stars
in the midst of the black tears of these murky skies.
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wandering dandelions #wattys2018
PoetryA collection of poems about depression, love, and sometimes random things. Please help this lonely af individual feel less alone on this bleak planet called Earth. I'm literally melting off my couch from boredom. The cover was conjured by the magica...
127. dying stars
Her eyes shimmered like a thousand dying stars
in the midst of the black tears of these murky skies.
