Exploding spheres of neutron gas,
dying so far above,
sparkles in the howling void,
sores in the skin of the night.

Edges of sorrow, run through the night,
shooting stars in the crying sky,
silver dying ornaments,
from nightmares had during day.

Lingering carcasses, over my skin,
bleeding, crying, twitching,
marks of shame, memories of torment,
galaxies of rotten dreams.

I feel the cold
night in my naked skin,
The tears that can't be wept,
sheding in crimson rivers of hate.

The nails, pierce my skin,
dragging the sadness away,
and the slit, once full of pain,
shall now heal in ecstasy.

Look at this withered sky,
covered in stars, in sparks,
look, how much sadness I've carved out,
and how much is still left to...

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