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Lost in space, so deep

That we can’t breathe

The only life here

Is you and me

Broken down;

Trapped here with you

Cry all you want,

But there is no use

High heels carve

Into the moon’s dust

This is our new life—

Learn to adjust

Torn dress

Worn the perfect way

Heels kick up stardust

Every step she takes

I stare intently

As she cries

Yelling at nothing

But black skies

Earth seems so close

That she can almost taste

The feel of gravity’s

Forceful embrace

She wants to go home

But she isn’t aware

Of the fact that

We’re already there

The beauty of the world

She refuses to process

The eyes of the stars

She’s not impressed with

‘We’re miles from home

And I’ve lost everything’

From her perspective

On Saturn’s thirteenth ring

©

08 August, 2011

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