Tuesday, January 11
Jan. 11 Tues.
"You love me, but you don't know who I am,
I'm torn between this life and where I stand..
You love me but you don't know who I am,
So let me go..
Let me go." -Let Me Go
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The night was longer than I thought it would be.
I collapsed on the bed with a dying miniature milky way cutting across the soft expanse of coffee-colored void..
I woke up with a new galaxy, ribboned with dying red stars.
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I lost my honor.
Maybe I didn't have it in the first place.
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Stars never felt so cold.