Atmosphere

I let the stars cry my tears
And the moon tell the story of my broken heart
While I let the sun burn me
And the sky paint me blue.

I let the air down here suffocate me
And outerspace give oxygen to help me live.

I let the atmosphere eat me alive.



Poetry by Sarah Mae~
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Written on 2009-10-21 at 00:11

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Very clever work young lady! And that is what create our art.

Smiling at you

Tai
2009-10-21