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Where are we now
So many places we�ve been
Through the far depths
And wide spaces of the galaxy
Quietly we journey
Far, far away from reality
Into a peaceful imagination
No limits, no rules

Together In our spaceship
A two door coupe
Autopilot set, we cruise
Passing the milky moon
Gazing at the fiery stars
Our eyes are in disbelief
It�s so beautiful
How can this exist

Farther down the intergalactic Highway
There�s wonders unspeakable
Unexplainable sights
We stop to touch the heavens
Walking on blackness
Nothingness has never been so much
Looking ahead we continue
Never will we stop

Written by Ghamorra

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Published 29th Oct 2011

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jwhwz

30th Oct 2011 11:42am

Yes, I've always said reality is my enemy because it is too painful for me. That's why I turn to art, poetry, and occasionally alcohol. It really sucks when I'm fighting myself between my best friends being alcoholics, and choosing to be creative instead. I don't always make the right choice, but I might be getting better. It helps that I don't have the money for alcohol right now, but creative inspiration is free, right?
It's nice to meet others that are possibly like me. Thank you!