rogue planetoid
i ask of thee
release me
from this realm of rue
its shadow has consumed my soul
and left my heavy heart
in ruin
i have no need
for ceremonious retire
nor threnody
the only thing i now require
is respite from this parody
i wish to have my remnants strewed
upon the soil
whence they amassed
to someday be assimilated
by a wayward blade of grass
the burdens of the conscious mind
are far too grave for one to bear
bereft of vindicating factors
eschewing extrinsic fears
no sorrow
shall again be spilled
at my behest
i urge of thee
pray come the morrow
let me not again awaken
from my dream
almost Shakespearean
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