Posts Tagged: Stars
Fallen
You would always ask me Why I blinked a lot and Mumbled under my breath Whenever I was looking At you I couldn’t tell you Because I wanted it To come true But it hasn’t You’re no longer here And
In ash, on a windy day
You still didn’t write Or do you, just for him? Is he keeping you busy? Does it take up too much of your time or his to do something you enjoy? Do you at least read though? Perhaps something other
In ash, on a windy day
You still didn’t write Or do you, just for him? Is he keeping you busy? Does it take up too much of your time or his to do something you enjoy? Do you at least read though? Perhaps something other
Day and night
What if the stars were perforations Holes in the night sky And the moon is a portal One which you reach through Place your hands inside and pull apart Tearing the night sky to shreds Letting out the light To
Day and night
What if the stars were perforations Holes in the night sky And the moon is a portal One which you reach through Place your hands inside and pull apart Tearing the night sky to shreds Letting out the light To
Alive
You need real dark to see stars. A darkness so violent that you can’t see the various shades. Like when you’re coloring in black, and you get these little white spaces that the marker missed. God was in a hurry
Alive
You need real dark to see stars. A darkness so violent that you can’t see the various shades. Like when you’re coloring in black, and you get these little white spaces that the marker missed. God was in a hurry
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