Lovett4166

Zodiac

Getting lost, astray amongst the grey
bound too unseen central space
passed the apparition gate
dancing too songs of my farewell-

Congregated luminescent constellations
illuminate all that has been abandoned
left comatose on stone,
no question on how one got too be.

Leaving promised fabricated halos
too reign on the throne of preservation,
only demanding unbroken sleep



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