You sacrificed the moon for the stars
And unlike the stars the moon will never die
It goes through its phases but remain the same orb in the sky
And the moon has its days where it come and go
But it always return as the moon you grown to know.
// e.b.
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THE FUNDAMENTALS OF A REALIST
PoetryA collection of my thoughts in poems that reflects my life before, after, and during being associated with my first love as well as my creative impulses. a poetic photograph of May 2015- October 2015. ***BEWARE PROFANITY***
