Tri-pointed Star

It floats across my vision

heralding the apocalypse.

Does it matter which one?

One is enough.

Never have I seen it be so sublime.

Now I really want to hide under a blanket

yet I am compelled to watch its beauty unfold.

Forgive me for the despair

and laugh when I am proven right.

Be forgotten.

Be mine.

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