We
Are just
Like all the
Beautiful and amazingly different
Stars that are scattered all
Throughout this large,
Dark and strange
Universe. Some of
Us are. Lost or
Dist ant.
But we will shine our way through the dark and make it out eventually.
Sorry, still experimenting. I'll stop,
-me.
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When Happy People Cry
PoezieA collection of mostly melancholy (and at times excessively weird) poems.. and by the way, although the poems are mine, the cover art isn't and I just thought I'd say so.
