There are those that do believe
That the stars represent our souls
Our lost ones looking over us
Watching how our lives unfold
But I believe the stars
Represent wishes held in our hearts
Some burn oh so bright
And some are just but sparks
Some fade and disappear
As we let go of our dreams
But new ones form every day
With each new born baby's scream
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Slow burn. Worlds turn. And yet they stay. In their place today. Times change. And rearrange. Embrace the new. When they look for you. The old will seem. Like a fading dream. They hide, they guide.
Words are my toys, that bend and do not break. Like an unbreakable sword, double edged, give or take.
Time changes everything, changes everyone. The ((invisible)) un$toppable force that gets a hold on everything. Time is a healer <3 Time is a torturer----<^> Time is was(t)ing.
Silence is beautiful,. Silence is still,. Silence is perfect,. Controlled by will,. Silence is the thing that lurks in the dark,. Silence is the thing ended by the lark,.
Who was it that heard the word of the tiniest bird and heard what it spoke that was full of such love and life that it fell from above - who was it that heard this dove.
The pale skin is tightened, Pulled across the shattered bones, Wrapped around the once pure veins in vain, Of shielding from the stones.
Standing on the very verge of what was once a perfect world, With nothing but a shard of glass, an era, come to pass without a word.
The lines of poetry twist and turn, A maze of words untouched, unturned. Each golden drop of sunshine burns, Every word as ashes leave, blurred.
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