Shooting Star // Falling Poet - Poem

 

Hurtle free through that void, friend

Wind burn & oxidised dust

Lets you fuckin have it

But with gravity on your heels

You ain't slowing down

That's for damn sure

Your body just broke atmosphere

Nations brace for impact

The rich bunker down, but will burn the same

That's for damn sure

 
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