What is one universal thing that we've all seen?
Something dark and unreachable
Death compared is insignificant
But just shy of endless
More so than forever creating
So hidden by clueless things
Clouded by thoughtless for centuries
Flashes of black and white
Made up of dots
Variations of color
Hidden from you
Seen by only me
I think
It's dark and unresponsive here
No reaction or anything
Dark unfeeling
Silent unreaching
That endless thing
Not constrained
Only there
It's dark here
Where there's no air
Space what a scary place
There will never be enough words
To describe this
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Only Human After All
PoetryInk not blood surges through my veins . One hundred word each, and yet a new ideal for each. Questions about this will be answered. I also take prompts for this and other types of writing. (fanfiction included) Looking for a new way to get the idea...
