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you went like rockets that day up and up and up until you drifted in outerspace waiting for a star to burst apart dust by dust, light by light oblivion by oblivion waiting, for them to unravel like you unr a v e l e d tracing the outer rim of your asteroids, you wandered into every constellation in this existence, take them by their hand left them wanting and scorched craters littered your heart, filled with asteroids belt burying the starlight, rings a shade of sorrow you made your moon black, and you said you deserved it Once, a little planet said to you that you have supernovas behind your eyes only to see it die, after you told me, in between light years, that you are nothing but a comet dying at the heart with nothing left to lose but you forgot, a comet is beautiful because it falls while burning fighting to live, still even when it knows it's dying
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Oct 30, 2016
Oct 30, 2016 at 1:59 PM UTC
A Study of A Dying Sun
you went like rockets that day up and up and up until you drifted in outerspace waiting for a star to burst apart dust by dust, light by light oblivion by oblivion waiting, for them to unravel like you unr a v e l e d tracing the outer rim of your asteroids, you wandered into every constellation in this existence, take them by their hand left them wanting and scorched craters littered your heart, filled with asteroids belt burying the starlight, rings a shade of sorrow you made your moon black, and you said you deserved it Once, a little planet said to you that you have supernovas behind your eyes only to see it die, after you told me, in between light years, that you are nothing but a comet dying at the heart with nothing left to lose but you forgot, a comet is beautiful because it falls while burning fighting to live, still even when it knows it's dying
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Oct 30, 2016
Oct 30, 2016 at 1:59 PM UTC
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