Why do the heavens burn and take the earth down with it?
What is the shame of mankind that has cursed us, led us to our own extinction?
The stars dance but refuse to speak,
Are they truly our friends now?
Written August 1, 2018
Written while feeling spiritual
I love (borderline worship) the moon and stars, and was feeling both very spiritual and a powerful sense of existential dread at the time of writing this one.
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Poems or whatever :/
PoesíaBoth old and new poems, all written by me and all having some sort of emotion tied to them (typically sadness :/)
