A star within itself imploded.
Gravity at its end, erroded.
All light ceases to exist.
Disappearing in some deep abyss.
Nothing found and nothing gained.
No relief, no certainty, not even pain.
Forever yearning to explore your depths.
Time is abandoned with nothing left.
Dec 25, 2018
Dec 25, 2018 at 8:03 AM UTC
A star within itself imploded.
Gravity at its end, erroded.
All light ceases to exist.
Disappearing in some deep abyss.
Nothing found and nothing gained.
No relief, no certainty, not even pain.
Forever yearning to explore your depths.
Time is abandoned with nothing left.
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