This is for CiennaBA's poetry contest. I don't know if it's long enough, but I hope it's alright. Xx
The sky above, ink black
Cloudless above the near empty shack
She stares at the crystal stars
Standing out like burning scars
White robe draped over her shoulder
In her hands she gripped a folder
Scraps of memories scattered through
Years of tears and joy she knew
Broken heart and swollen eyes
Would not take away her prize
Days and months worth of pain
She took it upon herself to claim
Up upon the last wishing star
Standing out like a burning scar
Muttering under her last breath
She wished to rewind her lost love's death.
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Just Poetry
PoetryMy poetry. Read if you like word twists, complex vocabulary and sentences of utter nonsense. Yeah, that's literally what my poems are. Rhyming lines of extreme nothingness. Xx Cover by @YoursTrulyMaryZ (The first few are okay, but then I just start...
