When you look up in the sky,
And see stars, planets, and galaxies;
You marvel at the beauty.
You forget that the stars are lightyears apart,
The planets are desolate and alone.
The galaxies are dark.
The stars you see are probably already dead,
Their light taking years to reach your eyes
As their cold space creates a black hole.
You're marveling at the light and beauty,
But what you love is already dead and gone.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Just Thoughts
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