What i see
When I think of stars,
They arent of beauty or grace,
I dont see a world beyond,
Or even think of making a wish,
All i see is the light,
The light in his eyes that useto burn,
Full of passion and hate,
For that is what i miss most....
They arent of beauty or grace,
I dont see a world beyond,
Or even think of making a wish,
All i see is the light,
The light in his eyes that useto burn,
Full of passion and hate,
For that is what i miss most....
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