from your tear filled eyes i paint masterpieces and fill the world with a little more beauty. and in those moments i see you, i see you. i see your tiny compact galaxy crushed inside these bones. i see your solar systems, comets, and nebulas. your tears leak a bit of your vastness into this world. and for a moment, i live, i live.
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a simple filler (probably to be deleted later) because sil's mind isn't working to create poems. she supposes you can ask her questions to pass the time as it slowly ticks and tocks by.
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Poetrythe space station hums with the early morning traffic, the wafting of coffee and fresh croissants filling the air. for the first time, you are not behind your desk, hitting your shins on the weirdly placed piece of metal, but strapping yourself insi...
