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Oh how I wish I could be the sun
bright
loved
wanted
the angels cry tears of sorrow when the sun needs to recharge
oh how I wish I had the power of the sun
chasing the moon every single night
but the moon is always using the sun
stealing its happiness for its own benefit
shining from the Sun’s pain
the sun tries so hard to keep the moon bright
its crescent smile mocks the sun’s kindness
it lures the innocent stars and morphs them into black holes
dark
deep
dangerous
they March in an army
scattered all over
ready to prick you
ready to burn you
so I hide
im pluto
non-existent
far away from all the chaos
all the noise
all the fear
i block it all out
the universe is a scary place
where people wait for your downfall
where people make fun of your skin
where they make fun of your sexuality, of your gender, the way you talk, the way you walk, everything and anything. The universe will test your limits until one day you break, you explode, you fly away in a rocket
far
far
far
away
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