If ever there was a perfect love
It would be the way the stars
Love the moon who does not
Rise for them, but who
Rises for the sun.

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Pushin' Up Daisies
PoesiaA collection of pêle-mêle poetry that have been compiled from various emotional states and thoughts. It may be depressing, odd, horrifying, whimsical or joyful but it is all up to the reader to determine whether it is worth reading. Unlike it's cou...
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If ever there was a perfect love
It would be the way the stars
Love the moon who does not
Rise for them, but who
Rises for the sun.