To the stars I see
I make just one wish,
For happiness to penetrate
and to never leave,
I grasp at my laughter
pleading it to never die,
I grasp at the nature
of my silenced mind,
I grasp at the hole
that fills me inside,
The hole that requires
the innocence of a childs mind,
The burden thrust upon my shoulders
begging to be turned into ash,
it grows a pulse that beats with my own
the pulse that relapsed..
I grasp at the future
that my hope never forgets,
I grasp at the love
the heavy haunting on my heart
equips,
I grasp at the fortress
that traces the barriers of my heart,
I make a wish upon a star
that my future will aquire a fresh start
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