She was like the moon
Mesmerising
Just like the moon
She was sure to rise time and time again
Beauty at it's best
Just like the moon she had two sides
One of which she never showed anyone
Beautifully fatal
They never gave her appreciation
They didn't see her beauty
They always compared her with the sun
Never realising that without the moon their night's would be dark
They all chose the stars
But yet still
She rose every day
Because just like the moon
She would rise at the end of the day
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Floating In My Feelings
PoetryThis is my most precious gem..These poems I wrote while I was going through the deepest and painful emotional problems.. I treasure them because they are what helped me to not go into a trauma..
