LittleStarKid

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The winter's cold inside And it's where I reside The night will soon collide With the breaking of dawn on the other side Caught in exoplanetary tides We're drowning on the underside I can't believe I'm still alive It's been one hell of a ride and I'm blinded in the shock wave- -groping for an airlock "Breathing ain't free, kid" Solar wind strips the sails The engines will fail The moons and the stars Will they tell of our tales? Rushing over, rushing past The days don't count in an hour glass And the galaxies boil with the coldest rage And the morning light blisters like a festering phage Growing up in the cold of space A lifeless

Silky cirrus vines Botanic trepidation Natures nightmare fuel Shifty trees pleased; baited, hung Beware! The forest hath teeth

The wheels keep on spinning 'round Even though I'm lost Time still breathes a stunning sound And never does it stop I try to walk along your stride But still, I'm on my own Memories whither inside Someday I'll die alone But in this moment, I know you Experience forever We can never be the same Yet we are one together And if this moment were to end I know that I would cry Eternity, I could not spend If you tell me goodbye In this moment, you are all And nothing else can be I hope you'll catch me when I fall Cause... In your arms, I'm free

Awakening; rousing, cacophonous wind. Air is bitter and cold. The crate lurches k c a b   a     n       d h t r o f violently against a solid metal barricade. My universe confined to this oblivion is infinite. I am forlorn, for my hope once lived in the light of the moon.

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