I stayed up last night,
wishing to get a glimpse of the second star,
for I so wanted to make a wish.
to be anyone but not myself for a while.
It was just a wild wish,
that didn't come true,
that will never come true.
Pity, I waste my time 'wishing'.
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The Poetry She Wrote. ✔
Poetry- Poems by a twelve years old / written in 2016 - - - - There are a million poetry written, of all sort. This book holds poetry, that was written for a girl. A stranger, created in ones mind, hidden from...
