Your name was a song stuck in my head
Over and over I could hear myself sing
And in between those letters, I realize
A melody was stuck in my being
Your voice was a captivating tune for me
Over and over it echoes within
But you chose to be quiet amidst the noise
The silence is vague; it's failing
Your eyes held galaxies behind the smoke
Over and over I'd wish upon each
But constellations fell apart
A star you were within my reach
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Trinkets
PoetryIf you want to read without the commitment, this is the perfect book for you. You can open it and read a few excerpts once in a while, or you can read it in one go. The entries here have various themes which may confuse readers as it confused the wr...
