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Thu Feb 21, 2019 11:37 pm
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alliyah says...



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Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing it's longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly,


stardust
maybe i make up colors for poetic cadence, but i don't think i can ever love someone who doesn't understand that teal is a different color than dark cyan
  





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Spoiler! :

Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing it's longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust


mingles
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Fri Feb 22, 2019 6:22 pm
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Spoiler! :
Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing it's longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles


through
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Fri Feb 22, 2019 7:19 pm
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Spoiler! :
Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing it's longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through


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Fri Feb 22, 2019 9:17 pm
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alliyah says...



Spoiler! :
Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing it's longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the


cells
maybe i make up colors for poetic cadence, but i don't think i can ever love someone who doesn't understand that teal is a different color than dark cyan
  





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Fri Feb 22, 2019 9:27 pm
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Spoiler! :
Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing it's longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells


of
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Fri Feb 22, 2019 10:27 pm
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Spoiler! :
Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing it's longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of


Emptiness.
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Sat Feb 23, 2019 6:45 am
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Spoiler! :
Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing it's longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.

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Sat Feb 23, 2019 10:30 am
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Spoiler! :
Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing it's longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can


everything
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Sat Feb 23, 2019 1:07 pm
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Spoiler! :
Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing it's longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can everything


stop
  





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Sat Feb 23, 2019 6:42 pm
paperforest says...



Spoiler! :
Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing it's longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can everything stop

spinning
  





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Spoiler! :
Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing it's longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can everything stop spinning


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Spoiler! :
Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing it's longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can everything stop spinning for


just
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Spoiler! :
Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing it's longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can everything stop spinning for just

one
  





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Fri Mar 29, 2019 4:18 pm
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Spoiler! :

Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing it's longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can everything stop spinning for just one


moment
maybe i make up colors for poetic cadence, but i don't think i can ever love someone who doesn't understand that teal is a different color than dark cyan
  








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