my cries would echo
to eternity
if the vacuum of space
would allow it
but as my heart burned
when I discovered
you were who you were
my cries incinerate
in the upper atmosphere
never to reach your
distant Andromeda ears
only to collide
in the next several
billion years
this gravity tore you apart
scattering your dust
among the stars
those dying lights
those lying celestial blips
that stole you away
to dim your eyes and close your lips
within the deep, cold chasm
of silence
my cries try... try... try
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