Moon
i talked to Her again, it's been a while
Her pale face looks more somber than it used to, the brightness has faded
or maybe its the tears in my eyes
suppose Her heart bleeds space dust when She mourns the little girl who talked naively
does She know i miss her too?
we look at each other, She pleads for me to sleep
still i cannot, we are both too miserable...
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Blind Poets
PoetryPoetry for those who find both comfort and discomfort in the dark. - Em Instagram: @em.g_4 WARNING This book includes references to sensitive topics such as suicide, depression, struggles with mental health and so on.
