The Ball of Light
A little pink, a lot of blue,
Another line, another hue.
A canvas made of sky and light,
Appearing from the darkest night.
Dependable and strong and free,
Creating a glow, wondrously.
At break of dawn it always comes,
The ball of light, the shining sun.
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Ace.Boon.Koon.
Why do you stare?! Its not like you really care. Youu say love is true but does that really apply to you? I dont understand the fact that everything you say and do is an act. Wether its a smile or talk to me for a while. There's no need to waste your time because I'm not wasting anymore of mine. Even though there was never a "we." Just seperate...There's "you" There's "me" Disgusted is how I feel because the thought of us is just surreal. So just get over the past because we never would've last. No time for tomorrow because your love is considered borrowed.
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