Under the same sky they sat
She held the flowers, he had the tats
Up to the sky their eyes gazed to look
She saw an angel, he saw a crook
Even though the stars they saw were the same
Her views were innocent, his was untamed
So the next time they stopped and looked at the stars
She saw the lilies, and he saw the bars.
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Beyond Storytelling, Poems
PoetryHi guys! I'm pretty new to using wattpad and so I decided to publish some poetry that I wrote my self.
