Space is an empty void, a medium in which only light shall pass.
Gazing at the stars, joined in constellations
An ominous light shines through the clouds
The howl of wolves mask the deafening screams
Screams lost in the vacuum of space
A canvas of void emotions painted black
Tears cascade across the fabric of space
Breath becomes intangible lungs fill with cold
Body aches with the weight of a thousand
Fingers tremble with arthritic touch
Skin whiter than a flake of snow
Body powerless crippled by time and dust
Soul drifts slowly towards the black hole
Forms of life hide in the abyss
Awaiting the long discovery
Forsaken in this time and space I will fill this void
A white dwarf burning giant, ever burning light
Supernova burning bright about to parish
I shall wreak havoc with every breath
Suspended in animation lost sense of direction
No clear path before me
No sense of a trail blazed
I reach for the light
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