scattered. Dreaming from within
No sound to seek from the deathly sin
Shadows of the night wrap around me
My heart beating slowly and weakly
Quiet. No sound all alone
Light getting brighter stars are shown
Falling grabbing into nothing but darkness
Stars farther up into the brightness
Scattered. dreaming from within,
Waking up the nightmare begins...
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The only thing that scares me more than space aliens is the idea that there aren't any space aliens. We can't be the best that creation has to offer. I pray we're not all there is. If so, we're in big trouble.
Ellen DeGeneres