Yellow,
Like the buttercups sprinkling the field like the specks in your eyes,
Like sunflowers stretched up towards the sun, dreaming of the skies,
Like popcorn kernels littering the cinema like a graveyard of stars,
Like the pages of an old book, their torn pages like scars,
Yellow.
Yes, I added the relation of stars to an object and eyes again without realising it... jeez I'm creative😂
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catie's poetry book🥀
Poetryjust a collection of poems and songs written by me hope you like them! <3
