insignificance
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When it comes to emotion between you and me, I was never moved by your subtle ways you think brings everyone concord.
You smile, but what do you smile for?
I put my life in a pizza box and mailed it off to some
Lonely night owl living in his mother's
Basement
I wrapped it with a nice cheese topping
Bacon too, but no sausage
I Am A Shooting Star
Once You See Me I Amaze You
But By Time You See Me, Im Already Gone
My Existence Has Already Been No Longer
Dead To The Outside, But Alive In Your Mind
Poetry is the sun's ray as it greets the earth every morning.
Poetry is the oxygen we breathe as we search for something more.
Poetry is the words on a page that form the universe around us.
An endless dark
Boundless for eternity
Started with but a spark
And magnified into glorious vastness
With great bodies of flame and light
Ringed with odd assortments of rock and gas
