Poems are for the lost souls
Who need a map to be able to get back
They use the precise words used in the lines,
And find their way back.
Poetry are for the lost,
At one am
Who are crying instead of lay their head on their pillow drifting to sleep.
Sobbing, actually. We sob instead of cry because we are all lost here.
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astronomy•poetry
Poetrythese poems are for the lonely, forgotten, the lost poets at three am, and everyone else in between cover credit: -sidjenkins
