Tonight
Tonight, the sky is dark
This time keeps going slow
I peek through my fingers
To see where'd my stars go
A/n
don't miss this years geminid meteor shower
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Scrambled Verses at Midnight
Poetry┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ✧･ﾟ ┊ ✧･ﾟ ✧･ﾟ Things that can considered poems by the loosest definition Just messy aimless lines my brain somehow scrambled together and I thought, why n...
