Night, looking at the sky
There are stars, gleaming
Scientist says, the light from those stars
Came from thousands of years ago
That finally reach our eyes today
My teeth hurts
The pain that I feel right now
Does it come from the past?
Because it's strangely familiar
It feels haunting to this day
I can't remember what I ate yesterday
But
Jokes on me
I wanted to paint
My hair dark blue
My boss won't let me do it though
I forgot to put on my sunblock today
But a little sunshine won't hurt my skin
People say my face is oily and somehow it's bad
But I like it that way
This poem is not about much
Just something I wanted to say
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