The burden of a soul
Bright souls are destined to fall,
Carried by memories they recall.
Their path seems near the distant abode,
But in the end, it’s merely a silent load.
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Starry Eyes
The stars in your eyes wither with each decision. I try to be the one and only, worship your existence solely, as I wait for it to stay unreal. · · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · · Let me wear down the pieces of a shading mentality. . . .
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