Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
The sky is so tragically beautiful;
A graveyard of stars.
 Jun 2017 Eir Woods
Toni
Beautiful
 Jun 2017 Eir Woods
Toni
I'm beautiful
You've told me all evening
and will tell me all night
but will I still be beautiful
*in the morning?
I would be married, but I’d have no wife,
I would be married to a single life.

— The End —