Make Myself a Shooting StarA Poem by Jacey J. AmareA kinda sad/edgy poem...I look up to the sky, And wish that I could die Oh, so how, shooting star, Can you shoot so, so far? How can you leave away, And keep sorrow at bay? I think I know how to I know what I should do Sorrow will go away When I’m a shooting star. I’ll make myself die © 2017 Jacey J. Amare |
AuthorJacey J. AmareAboutI like to write short literature like poems and (short) stories. more..Writing
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