as your tears flow like a river
i wipe every single one of them
i did not dare to leave you breaking
like glass;
i smiled at you, holding your face with
my two hands, like it would stop you
from breaking;
"my beautiful prince, everything has its worth and, trust me, so do you."
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collide
Poetry'the moon and the sun...they were never meant to collide, but wouldn't it be spectacular if they did?' a poem book full of angst, self love, depression and the things that are happening right here and right now in this world.
