POEM STARTER

The sky full of stars seemed dead and cold; a place once so magical now hurt to behold.

Write a rhyming poem that ends with this line.

Hidden Blights

The sky is vast A place meant to last To let us watch it’s beauty together It was supposed to be forever An endless sea of lights Unmarred by any blights If only that was true I hadn’t had a clue Shooting stars pierced my chest Left me without rest Danger hidden behind what appeals My fate seals The night never gave me so much pain I stare up at the sky where I’ve been slain The sky full of stars seemed dead and cold A place once so magical hurt to behold.
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