Loneliness is beautiful
but only under moonlight
on a balcony
and seen at a distance.
She watched him watching her
a star
flickering in the night
so he would not be alone.
She tried to help
for what is distance when loves travels at the speed of light
but even loves dies in a black hole
and she could only watch his attempts,
his desire,
his need to self destruct.
And she could see,
even from millions of miles away,
what the earth really is:
a place of grisly loneliness
where hope goes to die.
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