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Best Friend
You were the Earth,
and I was the moon.
You were my world,
but I was just your satellite.
The dark spots in my face were scars
from catching and stealing
the sun's light
so I could brighten you up
during your darkest hours.
I spent my time revolving
around you so I could fix you,
but you couldn't see me
because you were too busy
chasing the sun.
Sunday 9th September 2018 10:20 pm
Envision this You have lived in a buried dark pit your whole life
Or at least since you can remember
All you have ever known is the feeling of helplessness
And misery
There is no way out but up
Which you are not even sure there is a peak
You try to climb
But gravity swallows you whole
And spits you out at the bottom of your inferno
Screaming, even though you are unsure ...
Tuesday 27th February 2018 6:30 am
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