Burning stars and scarred moons

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And the night bleeds into the sky

blending black and blue into orange

and the moon seems to shine a little less bright

and the stars burn in the sky, trapped in the vast inky expanse


and the grey clouds form a canopy above me

the scarred moon tries to offer solace

but my tears fall and glitter on the pale canvas anyways

and sobs tear themselves free of the prison of my throat


And all I can see is you

you in the stars, a new yet a constant constellation

your soft smile in the moon

your incomparable beauty in the heavens above


 I look up for solace

but see the stars burn

as silver droplets glitter

and sobs erupt from this mouth I dedicated to  you


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