My Scars Bleed Stardust
A Street Light Interference Poem.

Don't romanticize who I am
I'm just a man
Sometimes a boy
Depends on who you ask
A late bloomer
Figured out yesterday
Still question my footing
Still learning how to stand
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Trust in this
My scars bleed stardust
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The life I walked
I figured out a day too late
Never great at this whole life game
If you seem amazed at who I am
I dodged a lot of bullets to stand where I'm at
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Far from perfect,
most of the time
Just lost…
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On a late night walk
Luna's guiding light
Front foot just out of sight
And I might fall off
Into the ocean
And let the stars take me
Swim parallel to the shore
And laugh,
because now nothing can claim me
Dry off, we'll fight with toy guns in the sand
I'm just as human as you
Not the superhero you assume
About the Creator
Street Light Interference
Just a ghost in the machine, chained to a eulogy, pending deletion.




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