27 | Nov 08
I was sending flares,
but you weren't looking in the sky
I was offering you flowers,
but you left it behind,
I was looking at you,
straight in the eyes,
I was looking for a bit of a spark
but there was none
it was all gone.

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Moonstruck
PoetryCopyright © November 2020 by Mystital probably my rant book written in flowery language, all raw from my soul. highest ranking: nov-dec #1 poetry collection out of 21.8k stories #1 poet out of 14.6k stories #1 poem collection out of 6.6k stories #1...
Cosmos
27 | Nov 08
I was sending flares,
but you weren't looking in the sky
I was offering you flowers,
but you left it behind,
I was looking at you,
straight in the eyes,
I was looking for a bit of a spark
but there was none
it was all gone.