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Welcome to 2k18 twenty gayteen! Time for another collective Slam poem :00000
i figure this one'll start today (jan 02, 2k18, 11.25PM) and then end on the 31st at midnight

Rules are like usual: one person starts, add one cohering line at a time, etc etc
hOWEVER
this time i think im gonna have a theme
which is....... *drumroll please*

space!!!
some spacey words to get u started: starfield, galaxy, lightyear, solar, radiation, Jupiter, astrochemistry, gravity, meteor

ok whoever wants to start can go for it! (not a rule but if u want you can tag the person u want to add a line after you)

happy writing!

Edited by drowntown
u guys are great

holla holla get dolla

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have I so much worn away at your star that the fabric of spacetime has restitched itself, releasing me from your gravity? (or, did you wear away at mine)


O. Captain / Cap / Nevermore || any pronouns

see ya, space captain

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Houston, this is your captain speaking, and disaster is imminent. 


Not quite sure where I'm going, but I'm going somewhere, that's for sure.

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planets orbit until they collide and break apart, we're simply following the unspoken rules of the universe


current number of classic lit characters ive gone out of my way to project on and reason out why they might be gay: 8

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We're all made of star dust, and to stars we will return


Not quite sure where I'm going, but I'm going somewhere, that's for sure.

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dwarf-star-bright-shine-supernova, self-collapsing—


O. Captain / Cap / Nevermore || any pronouns

see ya, space captain

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How could we forget we carry the weight of the atmosphere on our shoulders,

and that the air around us has already boiled?

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How did our lives scatter away as we danced on forbidden Solar flares? 

Surely they were not the cause.

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We were like Icarus, only I never had wings in the first place

And yours never seemed to melt

 

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my apollo, my helios: save my foolish mortal self from whitecaps and deep


holla holla get dolla

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