The night is more fascinating
Than the day to me,
And I always tend to
Keep my eyes on the moon.
It and the stars have always
Kept my eyes,
Both shining in the same way.
And as much as the moon changes,
I find myself changing just as much.
With each change comes
The shedding of a skin
Worn out by a new sadness:
Heartbreak, anger, and
Any feeling in between.
And with my eyes on the moon,
I keep the focus on changing
And improving so that
I can move just as much.
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PoesiaA collection of poems, stemming from a girl being hopelessly in love, the recollection of her past trauma, and the impending unknown that her life will inevitably encounter. And within these moments is a world of her own, tangible and ever-growing...
