I am a child of the stars
Conceived from stardust
And sketched from the kisses of Orion.
I am a child of Jupiter
Formulated from the amber streaks that pinch my frame together
And the unknown beneath the surface.
I am the child of the Milky Way
From the exploding stars that burrowed in my eyes and my heart
And the nebulas that are trying to piece themselves together.
I am a part of the sky that happened to fall down and bruise my skin with dirt
From the bones under the grass
And the charcoal smudges speckling my back.
I am a child of the black hole
Whispered into my ear and filled my brain with darkness
And rests in the bottom of my stomach.
I am a child of the sun
That puts the warmth in my body
And fight the darkness in my head.
I am the child of the stars
Conceived from stardust.
Watch me shine.
May 2, 2016
May 2, 2016 at 10:44 AM UTC
I am a child of the stars
Conceived from stardust
And sketched from the kisses of Orion.
I am a child of Jupiter
Formulated from the amber streaks that pinch my frame together
And the unknown beneath the surface.
I am the child of the Milky Way
From the exploding stars that burrowed in my eyes and my heart
And the nebulas that are trying to piece themselves together.
I am a part of the sky that happened to fall down and bruise my skin with dirt
From the bones under the grass
And the charcoal smudges speckling my back.
I am a child of the black hole
Whispered into my ear and filled my brain with darkness
And rests in the bottom of my stomach.
I am a child of the sun
That puts the warmth in my body
And fight the darkness in my head.
I am the child of the stars
Conceived from stardust.
Watch me shine.
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