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Apr 2021
how could we be under the same stars
when you made entire worlds without me?

how could we be under the same stars
when my tears flooded whole galaxies?

how could we be under the same stars
whilst you watch them from your room

yet im laying on a bench in the bitter cold
waiting for a taste of poisonous fumes?
inspired by a late night smoke watching the stars, i suppose it was easy to feel so small under a sky so ******* beautiful.
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alura  F/England
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