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Luna Craft Oct 2015
I remember stardust
It fell from your words with every goodnight
Like a soft trickle it would ease me to sleep
Every night your words floated in the air until the light joined me again

Your words were sometimes sharp
When I drove the car into the ditch you showed your fangs
Not as a threat, but, in a hostile way to hide your worry
Even through scarce breaths you managed to ease me

The voicemail is all that is left
Of years and years of memories
I haven't seen stardust since your mother passed,
You laid it in the coffin next to her and buried it alive
Luna Craft Sep 2015
Humanity is on the rocks
And we are nearing the edge too quickly
Pollution and overpopulation have filled the fallen forests
Popularity is all that matters now
Yet to care about your appearance is vain
Death is glorified to look like a romantic gesture
The world can’t continue like this
We can’t continue like this
Luna Craft Sep 2015
Come on girls
Let's cut & paste
Because our skin is shame
With rib cages small enough to break
And powder that can only cover so much
Luna Craft Sep 2015
We fear the unknown for reasons we can't even fathom
Whether it be the uncertainty of jumping either into water or spikes
or the fact that a mother's milk can be a poison
We forget that blades can be words and blood can be wine
and even though we know this, we still claim that all humans have humanity
We fear the unknown because we want to forget- even for a moment that there is something worse then what we already know
Luna Craft Jun 2015
I'd love to say your smile is like the sun
Something that shines brighter then anything else
but
You aren't like the sun
You are a gentle giant unable do harm
You are the only reason I do not burn when surrounded by the world
You are the calming moon
You chill my bones and relieve the pain of the day
The night is so much better
So let me bathe in the moon light once more
Luna Craft Jun 2015
We talk about dreams as if they are something that can be grasped in our hands like candy from a store or money from the jobs we work as a 'stepping stone' to our dreams
We forget for a moment that dreams are like sand that cannot be grasped so carelessly
We see the sand on the beach and pretend that we are better then that
We see the remnants that others once held and we look towards the sea with such ambition that we forget the sand in our hands and let it join the dust
Just for a moment in the sea
Luna Craft May 2015
Shallow eyes and Shallow hearts
Go hand and hand
Like broken minds with broken parts
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