"The world does not revolve around you."
Well, isn't that ironic?
I was told I had galaxies in my eyes
and an asteroid belt for a crown.
I knew I was a planet NASA finally found after decades of searching.
Believe me if you want.
But this world you see
Can't stop revolving around me.
L.S
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DESOLATE
Poesía·•·°·•·°·•· De·so·late So many things could describe my poetry. It is a combination of bliss and bittersweet. One may describe it as the divine taste of strawberries. With a slight twist of sour cherries. You may have it dipped in chocolate with...
