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I place the key in the ignition,I put the car in driveand press the gas pedalbut I go no where. I open my mouth,and move my lips,I push air out
I am
made
of stardust,
so science
recognized.
Grandules measured
by two sets
of metaled
hands.
My mind
a split open galaxy,
bleeding
Have you ever felt lost to the point of no return?
constantly being reminded of your imperfections..
and thinking...what's wrong with me ?
Where has the genriousty gone?
Why isn't my happiness no longer a concern?
