astros stories

icastleCommunity member
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a poem.


by icastle

in your perfect prose that comes upon the wind we hear the false promises of stars

our tired laughs reach out but still I am called down and I riot at the injustice that pretty girls get pretty lives

the astros shining on their fingers on their smiles and in their teeth but their fear about the places we've been seek out all the words I never spoke all the things I never said

but the stars remain above us unattainable in their celestial space but again the whispered secrets in the dark promise us the heavens

until I look upon myself and see the diamonds in my eyes feel the gold flowing through my veins

and the sun upon my crown pretty girls have pretty lives and I, just as beautiful as I see that we are all made of the exact same stars

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Very well written. You were creative with the words you chose. Great job. I really enjoyed it!

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Gorgeous writing. I found this richly worded with descriptors that painted the universe for me. The verses carried a wonderful message. Great Poem!!!!!