FRIEND SHIP

I was flying through space,

Ship falling apart,

I crumbled away,

From light into dark,

Splintered by gasses

both hard & extreme...

My violet ship was only a dream.

 

Shredded by midnight,

The panels corrupted,

The ship fell apart

as toxins erupted,

And I woke up coughing

as gasping for breath...

My ship saw me through

and saved me from death.

Written By Jason Wright

JUNE 11, 2006

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