even when the stars turn into dust,
and the sun explodes into a million
fiery pieces; buildings collapsing into
rubble and ashes at our feet, my
entire heart will still beat for you.
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venus springs
Poesiapieces of my scattered, unfiltered thoughts mostly written during the darkest parts of the night. HIGHEST RANKINGS: #104 in poetry #25 in poetic
dust
even when the stars turn into dust,
and the sun explodes into a million
fiery pieces; buildings collapsing into
rubble and ashes at our feet, my
entire heart will still beat for you.
