In her eyes,
you saw how much
she loved the night sky,
so you took her to the moon,
and there,
you left her alone.
— Jan Di
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In Dreams, We Find Our Rhymes
PoetryWell, I just can't describe my poems better than how this piece of mine describes them. 🌠 "What My Poetry Is Made Of" I am not someone who has rich vocabulary. My phrases, my clauses will always be ordinary, so I just use the simple words that I...
