Dec 2020
As stardust silhouettes, we stroll the rock that made us.
Sparkling out as quickly as a passing comet.
Leaving nothing but a burning memory of beautiful indifference
To those left below.
Returning to the dirt we'll still exist, the blacksmith of time has but reshaped us, and soon, once the earth is scorched and the sun melts away, we'll all be stardust again.
Who wants to know forever?
**** heaven, I'll be passive dust. there are no limitations when expectations do not exist.
Sparkling out as quickly as a passing comet.
Leaving nothing but a burning memory of beautiful indifference
To those left below.
Returning to the dirt we'll still exist, the blacksmith of time has but reshaped us, and soon, once the earth is scorched and the sun melts away, we'll all be stardust again.
Who wants to know forever?
**** heaven, I'll be passive dust. there are no limitations when expectations do not exist.
Can you live if you can't die?
Can you smile if you can't cry?
Why seek eternity when there are so many other forms we can take.
Can you smile if you can't cry?
Why seek eternity when there are so many other forms we can take.
