Shimmering stars
like twinkling jewels.
Glow upon
an empty fool.
He be the one
that never shows
any sign of kindness
to friends or foes.
Tears are shed
from every eye.
Starting from a girl
and ending with a guy.
Yet nobody hates
this shining fool.
Instead they come
and be his tool.
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Flying to Myself
PoetryThis is another one of my poem books. I hope you like them! Some of them I've based on a show or something in my life.
