This is a repost of a poem I wrote this last winter, it’s also one of my favorites 🙂

iblogstr8sicit's Blog by Donna Bowles, Brown

It’s cold here tonight, hope everything turns out alright
I’ve decided not to come
I’ll be okay, just null
You’ll load another gun
How can you breath in space
No atmosphere nor face
Hope everything turns out alright
It’s hard when your a star
As for me
I’m turning out our light…

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