The night sky is unceasingly busy
anger, pain, agony, regret
but also, joy, love, ecstasy, wonder
The stars, absolute comfort
My heart's camping up there,
a tsunami of anger and sadness,
Life is chewing all of me
I only wish, to float up, VANISH
The second brightest star to the left
No not Neverland,
It's a place,
no soul has ever been
My Everland, The Nirvana
-The Broken Poet
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