I lay under the hushed sky, stars shining bright above my two eyes. Close to me lays an astonishing guy, he watches over me watching. Supernovas blinking beyond and I feel dreadful. He tells me I am perfect but I could never believe it. Is time passing anymore? I just keep my eyes fixed on the sky searching for answers. Hoping to spot a shooting star and wish for you to be mine. |
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July 31, 2007
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