A star died in my eyes
A black hole in my iris
A light I thought I shined
Instead casts hazard alert signs
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My horizon is lack lustered
The fall is an everlasting lost
I want to believe these eventful dreams
Are preparing me for the relative of death
Or maybe to rest on a point of no return
Such as my eyes looking too the past
As the iris collapses
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These thoughts are micro
Yet weigh on me heavy
My eyes engulf aglow
Yet dream only sightly

The summer heat welcomes heart rate
The affection I show, you negate
My heads burning up
My hearts breaking apart
You never know how cold the last goodbye is
Until you’re buried alive
Frozen in the middle of July

intentions are peaceful, how can you continue when your heart is pieces filled, innocent but can be shot down in an instant cuz of an incident, evidence suggest you are carefree in life it's evident, soaring through an existences with an only exit to exercise your extra essences, only to end up with a shattered soul from shared perspectives such as if it was a sixth sense, perceptions will divide you as a whole no need to believe them just know what you knew, guess that’s just a bird’s-eye view