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there's no oxygen in space

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Published: Sep 3, 2017

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my heart ~~trails~~ orbits the sun
constantly consumed by the dark matter of my mind
sometimes the stars flicker out
and i am left to
drown

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anxiety constantly consumed darkmatter drown emotional flicker heart left mind orbits out oxygen sometimes space stars sun trails no

Experimenting with formatting. And I have officially fallen in love with no capitals (haha, the only thing I can do like most my inspirations). No idea why I used 'drown' when it's space-themed, but anyways...

I'm slowly getting through everything. I apologise especially to at least two people, who I believe I've left stuff from close to a month ago. And I apologise for any birthday's I missed. Hopefully I can get to it all before I have no internet for 3 weeks, but I promise I will get to it eventually.

Thanks for understanding. Love you all.

As always, feedback is appreciated.
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PennedinWhite

Mar 17, 2018

Your formatting really adds to the piece. I would keep experimenting as much as you can. I am always intrigued by what people manage to come up with to add to their words.

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