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She had swapped her stolen soul, Withe the 'Spirits of Saturn' Her fractured heart, Withe the 'Diamond Seas'. I don't think I can stop this storm, It's red hull churning, Stirring the golden flakes for years on end. Burning for four centuries now, It finally starts to slow. Time makes it harder. I wish I could remember The starlight, Precious and pure        (Just like her promise) Flows from her words Cold and distant Far off from here        (Just like my memories) But it’s the moon, That pulls her waters It’s not the distance that counts For me Everything isn’t dark enough Rings and winds, Is the difference Between us. Iced over in methane, Along the belt of Cetus I’d still like to see Eccentric descend. When the eclipsed shrinking planet, And the father of Jupiter Gathered with our sister, Who could tell no difference Between night and day, Aligned in serenade Under the window of his lover. Red with the ice of mars, Seasons twice the length And the largest with no seasons to bare Ah, But it is the blue one, Who didn’t get it’s chance To shine Fore, It’s moon was found. The sun 3 hours before it’s seen It is too far, For something so small, But far from insignificant. And it stayed in place, To watch Jupiter ascend. With the stars strung on my back, I’ll go the length, Just to show you, That the Eternal light Can still be Seen, From the farthest planets.
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May 14, 2015
May 14, 2015 at 6:10 PM UTC
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She had swapped her stolen soul, Withe the 'Spirits of Saturn' Her fractured heart, Withe the 'Diamond Seas'. I don't think I can stop this storm, It's red hull churning, Stirring the golden flakes for years on end. Burning for four centuries now, It finally starts to slow. Time makes it harder. I wish I could remember The starlight, Precious and pure        (Just like her promise) Flows from her words Cold and distant Far off from here        (Just like my memories) But it’s the moon, That pulls her waters It’s not the distance that counts For me Everything isn’t dark enough Rings and winds, Is the difference Between us. Iced over in methane, Along the belt of Cetus I’d still like to see Eccentric descend. When the eclipsed shrinking planet, And the father of Jupiter Gathered with our sister, Who could tell no difference Between night and day, Aligned in serenade Under the window of his lover. Red with the ice of mars, Seasons twice the length And the largest with no seasons to bare Ah, But it is the blue one, Who didn’t get it’s chance To shine Fore, It’s moon was found. The sun 3 hours before it’s seen It is too far, For something so small, But far from insignificant. And it stayed in place, To watch Jupiter ascend. With the stars strung on my back, I’ll go the length, Just to show you, That the Eternal light Can still be Seen, From the farthest planets.
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May 14, 2015
May 14, 2015 at 6:10 PM UTC
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