Nov 2017
We're made up of space dust
Does that make us stars?
Twinkling and glowing
And shining and growing
And someday imploding
In what used to be ours
Does that make us stars?
Twinkling and glowing
And shining and growing
And someday imploding
In what used to be ours
It's 1 am and I have school tomorrow. What do I do? I write lame poems about stars
(F/SoCal)
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