A desolate dying star
burns bright
Hot is its surface
Warming the night
Dence is its mass
As it pulls at the stars
Orbiting around it
Self conscious of scars
The white dwarfs watched
Listened and learned
As the dying star taught
Of a death well earned
Amongst dwarfs and novas
The star radiated wisdom
Passing down secrets
Until it's implosion
Sinking
Into
The fabric
Of space
Leaving
A dark black hole
Pulling at the stars
Still burning bright
The continuum
Holds its soul
May 2, 2014
May 2, 2014 at 10:51 PM UTC
A desolate dying star
burns bright
Hot is its surface
Warming the night
Dence is its mass
As it pulls at the stars
Orbiting around it
Self conscious of scars
The white dwarfs watched
Listened and learned
As the dying star taught
Of a death well earned
Amongst dwarfs and novas
The star radiated wisdom
Passing down secrets
Until it's implosion
Sinking
Into
The fabric
Of space
Leaving
A dark black hole
Pulling at the stars
Still burning bright
The continuum
Holds its soul
