She no longer wished upon the stars in the sky.
Now the stars were in her room.
Her stars were rainbows strung throughout her room.
But when the clock marked two.
The beauty faded.
As she realized it was all dream.
And her world went back to black and blue.
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PoetryMy mind is like a poisoned apple. From a simple glance, everything seems fine. But once you taste it, it becomes a whole different story. . . . Highest Ranking: [#66 in Poetry]
