Don’t kid yourself,
You were never part of the plan
She wasn’t reaching for you,
You happened to be in the way
You were not her destination, her home
But you dreamed of it,willed it into existence
Stopped the constellations and offered yourself
The ultimate price.
Was it that important
That you offered so much?
Did you not need yourself anymore
What was the plan love?
You contorted and writhed within you
Stopped the whole universe dead in its tracks
Tried to create something you could not fathom
Failing in a twisted hilarity each time
Your heart stopped each time.
Little one,
How many times did you need to kill yourself,
To give life to the wandering traveler ?
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Diamonds For Stars 