The moon looks pretty
I hope you're okay
I dont think you are
I hope someone is there to help
Cause I cant help like I used to
I wish I could help like I used to
I just wanna make everyone happy
But I hope the moon looks pretty from where you sit
Cause I see the sun setting but I know itll rise again
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What Even Is Love; My Collection Of Poetic Things
PoetryThe only reason I put this out here was because I couldnt share it with anyone in my life without upsetting them, so here we are... And I use this space as a sorta diary to sort my thought out so sometimes itll come off as greedy or ungrateful or je...
