Poem 57 || Stars That Disappear
Your soul was a star,
That reached out mine,
From a million miles away
You shone so bright,
Throughout the night,
Making my world full of light
I thought you'd always stay,
To accompany me throughout the days
Who would have known,
That you disappeared,
Just after the day you came?
I'm left alone,
And my world remains dark and cold
If I had asked,
And plead for you to stay,
Would you have, anyway?
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