Falling through the void
Hoping for a chance
Always wanting to prove something to everyone else
He reaches out to grab a star
But gets only a small handful of dust
The planes are so intangible
The acid is clouding his mind in so many ways
Redundancy
It starts to wear on him
Begins to annoy
The colors fly through the spatial fibers
His mind races far too quickly to register any one thing fully
He reaches out to take her hand
And realizes that she’ll never be next to him again
He hopes he never comes back
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