A star died in my eyes
A black hole in my iris
A light I thought I shined
Instead casts hazard alert signs
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My horizon is lack lustered
The fall is an everlasting lost
I want to believe these eventful dreams
Are preparing me for the relative of death
Or maybe to rest on a point of no return
Such as my eyes looking too the past
As the iris collapses
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These thoughts are micro
Yet weigh on me heavy
My eyes engulf aglow
Yet dream only sightly