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Some nights you feel like there's a thousand galaxies exploding in every inch of you and you are burning too bright to ever be looked at directly, and some night you feel impossible small,
Gave of salacious self, your just due My one and only dream I wanted to come true Earthbound after a meteorite crash Healing properties within this castaway shall come to pass Wings has been tenderly clipped
The world is dark  Not a single spark Here I sit on a bench in the park The Earth seems so boring and stark And I wonder what the world is like up there   Among the stars Playing on Mars
Leo
Not of this world From her heart she roars through space She wept oceans from her blues Her pied piper was a starman
Oh my dear,  Before you were born, two stars held hands, and said, "let's run away." They went to a shady diner on the planet Pluto to devise a plan, when they found a solar gun.
We’ll sail through the galaxies, conquer the stars, Reach through the cosmos, colonize Mars. As a spacefaring civilization we’ll find,
  I. The universe existed for more than billions of years. Planets came and left. Stars burst and lived.
You have no idea how much planning went into you. The universe spoke to itself in whispers and gentle tones to make sure it wouldn't hurt your ears as it planned you.
  Do you think the moon cries for every star that dies? I wonder how her tears taste: if they’re hollow with memories, or heavy with loss.   Do you think the sun mourns for
My body drifts along tranquil black waters I can stretch my fingertips out and imagine trailing them in the onyx pool beneath me Maybe I'll feel it stir under my hand give way                cradle me
And I think it’s funny Looking up at the sky In the darkest of nights Like those days I looked in your eyes I can see everything I see all this world We are just a speck 
Imagine making love amongst the stars with the Milky Way for our bed while the galaxy watch As the planets orbits around us our climax would be like that of a supernova creating our own constellation
Stars stuck on my ceiling, so I’m making wishes in my room about you. I’d go outside but the clouded judgement of the moon is hating on my thoughts of you, So let’s wait till the morning; I’m your flower.
Energy Substance Vibration Frequency Chakras All bond together to create a hue A man A woman of color That radiates the essence of black Which absorbs all colors and energies My third secretes melanin and regulates my bodies harmony I an a univers
Upon a night with starry sky A spring-winter mist that flutters by Young crickets chirp a tune so deep Since the birds have now all gone to sleep   'Neath a tree so draped with vine
At night I'm the darkest sky The stars are my path The moon is my guide My mind travels To far away places Where my grass Is greener From the other side
There are galaxies behind your eyes With more than a million stars. But why the constellations of your skies Look exactly like my scars?
And he dipped his hand In her dying sea And filled it with a galaxy Straight from his heart Undying, overflowing-ly
It is not the ocean I see in her eyes, But the radiant Moon, The contellations that define our galaxy, And the Sun we endlessly revolve around. She is infinite, Lost in herself as I long to be.
sometimes i sit alone under  the constellations and think of the galaxies  inside my body, and my mind wanders  it wants to know if anyone will ever want to make sense of all that i am and all that i could be
I remember how you would look up at the night sky. Your eyes would look up in wonder at those little twinkling lights, a smile would sneak upon your face. And for a moment, you would glance back towards me.
I am a cup of coffee in the morning with a milky way swirl galaxies colliding together in the stillness of the morning the Earth holds its breath my atoms awaken the stardust in my skin vibrates
in the first moment that she breathes, she is that of the supernatural   by three, she is all that is the universe there is space dust in her bones and galaxies in her blood
I've aligned my mind, body and soul in perfect syzygy:   The Moon is my mind, projecting a faint glow in the darkest of places, which still remains a mystery to even myself  
Born from Tragedy, A weak Seed planted in the Garden of Grief,
The universe holds so much. It is so much more than we give credit. It consumes truths and devours secrets. The stars are just as much of a mystery as the bottom of the ocean. The moon holds its truths on its darkest side.
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You missed the day in biology when your teacher went over the composition of the human body. Maybe if you knew you were 93% stardust you wouldn't have sparked your supernova, 
Drip in and out of reality,
She lives in the sea, While I live on Galilee, our hearts, in multiple dimensions, with infinite ascensions,   A silent spacious realm, with our love at its helm, our hearts,
When all goes dark and quiet You know my song has started Close your eyes and imagine Thousands of little lights watching Can you guess where you are? The slow humming is all you hear
You are a star. Not a bright, burning ball of gas somewhere so far away in the atmosphere that we can only see a small speck. Not an actor, or singer, or dancer, or some other famous person that is famous only for being famous.
the faggot in the reflection of my space helmet visor is my only friend. with shaggy shorn hair and big eyes and a hollow cheek bone that holds in my silent tongue. i have etched lessons in my skin, leaving silver lines
This morning instead of a sunrise, I woke to starlight. I wonder what you'd think if you saw me, thick legs and long hair, folded beneath a galaxy. 
there were pretty daises but the lights are all gone the sun’s on vacation the stars have seen a galaxy far more beautiful than ours they’ve gone on a journey   the light bulbs have burst
Whatever misalignments had knocked the earth off its axis  twisted and turned and morphed  until time stopped  and it was me and you  underneath the galaxies.  
Part of me got stuck in a galaxy, I called it "whats-its-name".   I just remebered after being ripped in half, things would never be the same.  
Fly me to the moon, Lay me down under the stars. I'll look up and search the galaxies, To find out who we are.
What truly lies in the far depths of space, For I wonder as I gaze at the sky, Life beyond us is what we'll come to face, We perceive what is seen through our own eye;
Sometimes I feel so small as if i were a blemish on the face of the moon, surrounded by craters; as if i were a grain of sand on the ledge of a mountain range, overwhelmed by the cliff.
Everywhere; Everywhere I would settle All I could find is beautiful people. Sparkle of their beauty, sparkles like stars However, there is one I call treasure. She shines more than other stars in the galaxy
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