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Astrology

*My mind turns

In perfect rounds

 

Of thoughts that

Revolve you

 

Like ugly

Polluted

 

Planet Earth

Follows one

 

Beautiful

Golden sun*

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Written by
molly-pendleton
American
Published
Dec 27, 2011
Lines·Words
10·21
Notes

I quite like this one. Metaphors are a pain for me.

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