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The Boy From OuterSpace

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depressing harm self tronnor

He lived on earth and dreamed in Space
His breath was as frosted as well as his face
He looked too pale and out of place.
HIs mind moved the tides like the moon tilts it's face
He forgot about gravity and fell on his face
He wore a crown made of the solar system 
He spoke out to the world in constellations 
His pain was meteor showers falling to the atmosphere 
He told me Each mind is a different universe of fears
My head hangs low as the weather changes
It was warm and now it's feels like it's been cold for ages
His mind moved the tides like the moons tilts it's face
He relied on the galaxies so much all her colors became grey.

Bases off of a song I wrote. Involves teenage romanceAll Rights Reserved

depressing harm self tronnor

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