Our story was
Written amongst
The brighter stars
Yet you banished
It into the blackhole
And all that is left is scars

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Less Than A Century
PuisiA collection of words I decided to call poetry. It takes only one To break To fix To live To die for To strive To be cruel To finally break To complete A Century
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Our story was
Written amongst
The brighter stars
Yet you banished
It into the blackhole
And all that is left is scars