asteroids
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white men are like asteroids;
they land where ever they want,
and decimate whatever was there before.
Holding your face
I calm you down tonight
Chaos happens outside the bedroom at the party
A typical college night
It's quiet inside the room
Just the two of us in the world
I hated him so terribly, so much so, I was confusedI wanted to bury my fists deep into his chestand slide them out comfortably "The thing is," he said, "I tried"We're both asteroids on a forgotten constellationAnd I held his gaze, held in my anger
“Huge Asteroid Missed Earth, Another in 2029 May Not!”
~scarletwhore.com
