The triumphant stars burn
And rip the sky asunder
The callous people now will learn
Of suicidal wonder
While witnessing the air above
Tear itself and fracture.
Slyness, wit, and love
Cannot help the hurt we manufactured.
Plunge us into the joyous insanity
That reveals the pointlessness of our lives
We cannot save ourselves through our tenacity
We cannot save ourselves at all.
Let us now rehearse
The ending of our universe.
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Poetry, etc.
Welcome to Poetry, etc., where, as the title implies, I have written some poetry. I hope you enjoy it, or at the very least don't feel the need to spork your eyes out after reading it. And by the way, I do take requests!
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