Dec 2018
Sitting in my chair,
Fingers through my hair,
Blinding flash of light,
Gave up without a fight,
Doomed from the start,
My atoms torn apart,
Earth and sky divide,
All because our pride.
Fingers through my hair,
Blinding flash of light,
Gave up without a fight,
Doomed from the start,
My atoms torn apart,
Earth and sky divide,
All because our pride.
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