In this dark silence, I lay
Counting the stars above me
Not noticing the one
Right next to me.
Brighter,
Better
and more Beautiful
Than all the stars that
Fill up the nightsky
Combined,
She is the sun.
For the sun,
Is also a star.
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How I found me
PoetryA random series of poems and thoughts on my way to finding myself. These are just splinters of my mind, and they sometimes won't make sense and have no structure or deeper meaning. They are the words I'm too afraid to speak out loud, the words I'm f...
