Are you staring at the stars,
I dream you are,
So many little balls,
They make me feel so small,
But their i walk,
They direct me to your thoughts,
Of the pain you hide,
Those memories of delight,
That each day you lie,
I Just dream,
We will meet again in life,
That we can walk through the stars,
And never drift apart,
Because a broken heart,
Is a fallen star,
That will,
Leave such a pain filled mark,
Just like a bite from a shark.
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