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They call you galaxy girl.
They say you're starry-eyed,
Tongue-tied,
Drunk on your unrealistic dreams
And slurring idealistic prophesies
They say that you snort stardust
You fly higher than all of us
You sip champagne
and hide your pain behind clichés
Galaxy girl, there's starlight in your eyes
and he told you they look alive
but you know the rest of you is dead.
They say you're starry-eyed,
Tongue-tied,
Drunk on your unrealistic dreams
And slurring idealistic prophesies
They say that you snort stardust
You fly higher than all of us
You sip champagne
and hide your pain behind clichés
Galaxy girl, there's starlight in your eyes
and he told you they look alive
but you know the rest of you is dead.
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Literature
Aurora scattered your light to the wind.
I.)
dreams died;
crumbled like so
many stone empires
that fall into the
dust and so we
tried to photosynthesise
by filling our
arteries with
golden glimmers of
light.
(without realising that
it would burn you from the
inside out)
ii.)
i painted a web on
the wall and caught
every colour
imaginable that had
escaped from a
world of invisible
butterflies and magic
we thought would
last forever.
(my best friend
was a ghost-boy -
i loved him to death)
iii.)
and if the swallows
crash and die
on their journey to
the desert then we'll
pick them up and
sew their wings up;
release souls
into the stars.
(they said broken things can be fixed,
Literature
settle
They traveled out east
at the edge of the sink
while the sun crept west
toward the soft harbor lights.
They dripped from the ceiling
like heavy-love dreams.
And hid from the moonlight
as she growled like the sea.
They spun 'round your fingers
and tusseled your hair.
Coiled on paper
and carried conversations…
…
There were always shadows here, darling.
Tired beautiful cold things that filled the bed.
Froze the sheets,
and threw open the windows.
They don't breathe in slumber
but nest like memories…
…
I think they loved you more than I did.
Literature
Shooting Stars
I'm wishing on a star so bright
It's burning my eyes
Might be the moonshine
Might be losing my mind
I was never one for superstition
But tonight I'm wishin'
Wishing my life was as bright
As all that sparkling starlight
Wish my future held some hope
And my mistakes made me stronger
But that thinking's just to cope
With knowing you're burnt out
And it's not some glorious supernova
No, it's more like a hangover
And I know I shouldn't drink as much as I do
But it's to keep me from missing you
I remember when we'd lay out
Under the stars and wish together
It feels now so long ago
And I am wondering whether
Those stars weren't fighter planes s
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