i'm obsessed with the stars
can't you tell?
the stars hush the sky when it
isn't feeling well.
i'm jealous of the stars,
for they can help the sky.
the stars complements the sky's beauty,
other wise no one else could tell.
i'm happy for the stars,
for they have a friend,
the moon and the sky.
yet i'm still alone again.
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Poetrya collection of poems i made throughout my teenage years and every moment i felt with the boy i thought i once gave my heart to. • • • • previously known as blurry eyes
