Night of starry sadness

conversing with the night sky.

I see the night sky,

its lonely,

or is that me,

I beg to the stars,

Searching for a friend through constellations,

The meloncholy glow of the moon,

Rests so well in my heart,

Its sad i am used to it,

This loner consulation,

This one man faction,

It's comfortable that way,

being surrounded by people,


The End

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