The night is young,
Won't you dance with me?
The sky is dark and cloudless.
The stars light the graveyard.
We dance to the sounds of the night.
You're so beutiful.
I can't help but think of you in the dead of night.
The evening sky consumes the flaws of the day.
Life almost seems liveable.
I was supposed to be doing an extra credit project for my Bio class, but I got bored and pulled out my Poetry notebook and started writing. This came to be.
BTW: I wrote two poems today and did two projects, am I amazing or WHAT?!
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