Sunsets draws billions of eyes from earth, stealing the spotlight,
It's glimmer spreads across the grand canvas causing the colours to stain the white sheets of cotton,
The force of gravity pulls the sun down, leaving the dusty moon with it's jewels
The difference is, those same billions of eye's were also pulled down by gravity...
I am the moon, but when will you wake up to notice me?
~do you ever notice me?~
This poem is dedicated to Sidiqa23 for voting for my poem! :))
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