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Space Bound


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Care to take a walk on the moon?

I do too, but I can't

He's too far gone

And I'm still here on the sun

I'm space bound unfortunately

Left to drift, Left to wander

I hear their voices

The stars they speak to me

They keep me company

They are my friends

I speak to them

Listening to the knowledgeable words as I float

Hoping one day I'll step on the moon

Or just crash back to Earth

Maybe even fry my brain on the sun a bit more

But no, I must not wander

I must not fade into the dark

 

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cecyroman

my mother passed away last december and I can't stop writing poetry that is dark, then again that's always how my poems have been, but they've gotten darker. I like my style of poetry there are others also I have written, but my teacher kept them because I don't like looking back at my previous work

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