Wednesday, July 2, 2014

Intergalactic planetary

Decided to cry on route 9.
No surprise 
It was where we were born.
Ready for you to leave my head alone
This is fucking stupid. 
Love does not exist. 
Selfish stars just aligning 
Then competing
Until one convinces himself 
That the universe ultimately 
Revolves around 
His exploding helium,
Swallowing up his own debris.
 


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