i met a girl once.
her eyes held every star in the universe
so curious, so naive
she's always has questions about millions of thingsher cheeks are always pink, most likely from the goofiness in her heart
and she always smiled
she was a light that travelled for miles
just to bring out the best in everyone
just to bring out the best in herselfin dark days, her presence is always sought
her comfort is unlike any othereven i can say she's one of a kind
i know another girl as well.
she's not like the first one, no
she's differentinstead of galaxies, her eyes were blackholes
the moment you look at her,
you'll never be able to get out
unknown, dark, endlessbut her mind—oh, her mind
every corner, every part of it,
it's filled with so many things
galaxies, supernovas, big bangs
seas, tides, oceans
everything that is unknown
is inside her headshe can destroy you,
ruin you,
break you,
until you're nothing
but nothingnow, would you believe me if i said they were the same person?
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Poetrybalderdash (n.) : foolish words or ideas : nonsense S T A R T : 06/11/19 E N D : ??/??/?? @mysticalchips | balderdash | 2019