my hair falls onto my pillow
the night sky spilling
onto the blank canvas
i gaze at the plastic stars
the light dim from the dead stars
not as bright as the moon.
Not as bright as you.
Dec 30, 2016
Dec 30, 2016 at 8:02 AM UTC
my hair falls onto my pillow
the night sky spilling
onto the blank canvas
i gaze at the plastic stars
the light dim from the dead stars
not as bright as the moon.
Not as bright as you.
#stars
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