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Constellations

Your arms and legs are the sky

Full of formations of stars

That used to be clear

When the sun used to shine

 

But with darkness comes night

And with night comes being alone

Cringing at the sound of silence

So many questions

Now imperfect visions

Of what used to be constellations

Blurred through the telescope

 

The clocks are backwards turning

Stomach uncomfortably churning

Although it's concerning

That your heart is burning

Those pills mean no returning

From where you're leaning towards going

 

You can't go down there

 

Down in the ground

When your body was found

You seemed to have drowned

 

The thought of it sends you away

Mind now spinning

Like the Milky Way's silky waves

Swirling in a circle down the drain

The color of crimson red

Or down the toilet

Like your last meal

 

All you have left

Is the darkness

From your fingertips to your toes

And those dark constellations

Sweeping across your arms and legs

Like the night sky

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lizzy-1
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Jan 13, 2014
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