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And the stars, they do sing,
to the remains of dust in our veins;
we, too, could be eternal.

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And the stars, they do sing, to the remains of dust in our veins; we, too, could be eternal.
You would have gone to hell for him, I know, oh, but darling - he would have stayed to burn with you.
‘But, I love him.’ the Sea whispers to the Sun. ‘I know,’ The Sun replies. ‘But I’ve loved him longer. I loved him first.’
Men shall fall, and gods be forgotten, but you - you will be remembered eternally, the sun.
But god, I look at you and know. Hell is just another place I guess I’ll go to keep you warm.
I. Icarus is a lonely boy sitting in a cafe, with ink blistered wings tattooed into his sunburnt skin. He falls into beds like they’re seas ...
Maybe Icarus laughed because he always knew. Maybe history will say the same of you. And maybe the sun was his only sin. But maybe gods ...
Soulmates aren’t rare, they aren’t, you’ll meet a thousand soulmates, just as you’ll live a thousand lives. North Stars though, they are. By chance you’ll meet someone who encompass the way home. Someone who is home. And knowing them is like being found with never knowing you were lost. And you ...
They wanted blood, so you painted your lips red and blew the wolves a kiss.
He was not poetry. And you were not a poet. But still you wrote the stars into his skin as if he were the only sun you would ever know.
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