the sun rises every morning,
blessing the earth with another day.
the moon shines at night,
watching over us as we lay at rest.
the stars give us our dreams,
despite being millions of miles away.
they shoot, we wish upon them
and they smile down at us.
heaven is above us,
but hell's fire is what fuels us.
we run on sleepless slumber and we
keep fighting with broken swords.
we breathe until we no longer can,
our lungs heaving with the hope that we will
survive another day because we're human
and we were crafted to survive.
Oct 14, 2018
Oct 14, 2018 at 5:45 PM UTC
the sun rises every morning,
blessing the earth with another day.
the moon shines at night,
watching over us as we lay at rest.
the stars give us our dreams,
despite being millions of miles away.
they shoot, we wish upon them
and they smile down at us.
heaven is above us,
but hell's fire is what fuels us.
we run on sleepless slumber and we
keep fighting with broken swords.
we breathe until we no longer can,
our lungs heaving with the hope that we will
survive another day because we're human
and we were crafted to survive.
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