Gazing into purple skies,
stars silhouette my frame.
Silver moons crash into space,
God playing his cruel game.
Capricorn's slide up my thigh,
as I dive into a dream.
Submerged beneath a shallow pool
of blood-spoiled yogurt cream.
A shot of life exerts from me,
oozing through my pores.
I scream the silence of my agony,
sealed behind closed doors.
Reaching for an open sky,
I drown in my own fear.
Crashing into the empty space
I once thought was unclear.
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