It's nights like this
That my eyes
Are fixed constantly
On the beauty
Of the sky
Because,
Something so gentle
Can still set the world on fire
With its colorful glory
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PoetryNo more hiding. My name is not Alex, or Leila, or Stevie. I'm Stephanie and I haven't had everything great, though some things definitely are. Though, my poetry only reveals itself in heartache, so these are mostly sad. I hope you learn more about m...
Aflame
It's nights like this
That my eyes
Are fixed constantly
On the beauty
Of the sky
Because,
Something so gentle
Can still set the world on fire
With its colorful glory
