Poems from introspectivebeet
Night is my favourite.
It hides the scars.
It encourages you to think.
It is poetry.
You are my night.
You are my
s a s
...
I’m ready to become one of the stars.
I breathe out a shaky sigh
Close my tear-filled eyes,
And
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The stars,
They shine for you.
The sun,
It rises and sets for you.
The moon,
It joins the night for you.
My smile,
It flashes for you.
My...
The sky
Is just
A graveyard full
Of stars.
So tragically
Beautiful.
Stupid little children
Piss me off.
Vulgar language,
Major attitudes,
And feeling pretentious.
Fuck them.