Something MoreA Poem by OfDeathandLoveHe's the one who was always known as "strange" The one who had dreams of astrophysics, Of perpetual energy, Of something more. But at the same time, he was fighting against His darkness, His doubts, His self. What they don't know, What he doesn't know, What nobody knows, Is that he was creating it for himself. His astrophysics. His perpetual energy. His something more.
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