Star

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What do you want in life?...

What do I want?

I want it to end...

I want my despondent, disconsolate, deserted existence to burn out like the stars

I was once a nova

Now I'm a no-one

For I have shinned long enough to discover my light means nothing to a room full of imperceptive manikins

I'll never be enough...

I'll always be silver

Never gold

I'm vermin to society

A patent heart obscure in the eye of the beholder

Neglected

Misconstrued

Trivialized, in all eyes

Even the one's who see

And me, I see-

I see all there is to know

And all there is that is left to do

Let the star fall-





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