I took the sun out of the sky.
Now they all are left to die.
I didn't mean to make them cry.
But I had to because of a lie.
This galaxy is no longer needed.
It must be broken for a new one to be seeded.
I visited several planets before I had to leave.
Gathering materials needed and pretending I had a trick up my sleeve.
Then as I saw the worlds collapse inwards, I felt a tear.
Then I moved on because I am the universe's reaper.
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Creative writing
RandomRandom poems, one-shots, short stories, riddles any kind of creative writing really, all by me unless it says other wise in the chapter. (And who knows maybe some of my short stories will turn into actual stories)
