Constellations
That I watch with venom
I can’t imagine
Life without them
But I hate
Those constellations.
Always in my way
Telling time
Give it away
To stop the pain.
But how am I to find
My heartbeat when I
Can’t believe my eyes?
Well, I write poetry, and I like to think I'm good at it. You should read them, Lots of people have said they're beautiful, And I like them well enough. So really. Read this blog.
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