sometimes i lie in bed for hours at night,
staring at the silhouettes on the ceiling,
wondering what is so unbelievably unlovable about me,
trying to understand why always at the end of the day,
i'm always all alone...-With love,
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Drowning Stars | Poetry
Poetry"Because tell me, my dear.. How can you ever save a drowning star?" My deepest thoughts and secrets. Enjoy. - •Overall winner of The Cats Awards; 10/08/18 •Winner and Best Plot in Poetry of The Net Monthly Awards; 6/10/18 •3rd place in Poetry of The...