PoetryIsPower
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Sunset settles on the east
As the sky darkens
Stars twinkle
While tine slows downs
Owls awaken
Yet, birds fly south
Heart beats
And I stay still
waiting
waiting
waiting
"Here you go"
They said.
"Here is your little bundle of joy"
Like all, I had paused and reflected on my past.
At that moment, I didn't mean to drown in drunken thoughts.
I couldnt help it.
Not many know me
Nor do they know my past
Naive describes those who know only my top layer
But when one comes truely
When one comes with respect
They will come to love me as I will to them
Just like the stars, we'll dissolve into a thousand ashes
Pieces staying behind for all eternity
Just like the stars, we hold the light
The light for which only shines to seem like a mere second
That light is ours
