Build Me (Part II)


You fix me
but don't you
know you build me?
Out of nothing?
But wasted piece
of space where
the stars shine
and the moonlight howls.
The most prettiest
wasted space I
seem to destroy
your smile I destroy,
A wrecking ball I am.
You still build me.

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