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She wished that space would talk to her,

And whispered to the moon,

About the days that haunted her,

And those that would come soon.

She wanted to apologize,

For wishing on the stars,

Someone slipped me misery,

Just last night, I know-  swear it,

The sweeter taste had tricked my tongue,

No poison could have dared it.

A friend or chance a foe to blame,

Though all the same to me,

If I love you were the last words that would roll upon my lips, 

Would they find themselves an altar, 

As you kissed my fingertips? 

He had a suitcase for a brain,

That he'd tuck his times away,

And a pill for all his travels,

That would hinder him from stay.

He's been everywhere it's cold,

And many places where it's hot,

Perfect people on the paper planes,

That set out to their home,

Had a little lucky lantern,

To the place that called them shown.

A ripe red ready striplight,

Sat for them to end their way,

She lit many lanterns, 

Alongside the coast, 

And cried as she raised them, 

While missing your ghost. 

The moon cloaked her tears,