"The sun sleeps tonight,
leaving a smooth gradient behind.
Transitioning from
Blue to orange,
Orange to purple,
and purple to black.The sky is finally crying stardust.
Rain on us.
Like there's no tomorrow.
If this was only real
it would be wonderful to see.But a artificially made sky ,
doesn't bring a
good feeling in my stomach.
Technology is not all we are
but it's what we're perceived to be.
Cause everything in one
point was looked down.
We just gotta adjust to it
and not let it control us."
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Starry-Eyed Verses
Poetry"I'm not saying that I'm romanticizing my life. How can I make something better when I like it , the way it is." My first ever poem collection. Basically random poems about random people. Not a single one of is about me. Cover by @Lady-Emerald Also...