I sat
tears
slowly
running
down
my
face
because
you
hurt
me
again.
I
drew
a
ring
around
the
new
bruise
because
all
I
ever
wanted
to
be
was
your
planet ;
your
outer
space
+ I should probably write more poems about outer space and shit like that
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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
