I let the sadness deliquesce
Making quite an inky mess
It seeped into the carpet below
Staining there for as long as life goes
I tried and tried to clean it up
But it left a scar that was just too tough
So every time I walk past this spot
Memories surface that I wish I forgot
The crescent moon smile on my face turns new
And I walk away, gloomy and blue
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Jars of Stars
RandomThis is a collection of the poems I've typed up on my iPad. I've noticed I enjoy incorporating nature and space into my poetry, so if you dig nature and space read my poems! Some of them are dark, some are brighter, some rhyme and some are just word...
