Pastel Green skies
Full moon highs
Pinky promises were made
I really wish you had stayed
Then, maybe i could sleep at night
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PoetryYou filled my bones With words we never spoke Suddenly I was too much to carry A collection of poems I wrote on my notes app and want to share with the world of wattpad.
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Pastel Green skies
Full moon highs
Pinky promises were made
I really wish you had stayed
Then, maybe i could sleep at night