I looked at the stars
All loving and next to each other
With the moon, their mother to over hear,
And I realize just how
Lonely
I am.
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Poems
PoetryA collection of short pieces of writing/poems that I've written through the years and decided to publish. WARNING: MAY CONTAIN BRIEF/DIRECT MENTIONS OF SUICIDE OR ADDICTIONS
Grief
I looked at the stars
All loving and next to each other
With the moon, their mother to over hear,
And I realize just how
Lonely
I am.
