Challenge
Dust off an old draft and publish it here
Anything goes xx
a silent universe
tell me the stars chose me,
let me feel the touch of the universe in my soul.
The way it holds me gently,
roaring with it’s silence.
leaving me the deafing screams of dead stars,
a graveyard of dust and dreams.
I remember the light, crushing my throat,
creating holes in my flesh.
and I implode from within.
a black hole left from the ashes of the stars in my eyes.
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