BLAMING THE STARS

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I want to
rewrite our stars.
I want you to
be mine,
nothing would
keep us apart.
You'll be the one
I was meant to find.
The fault, my love,
is in our stars.
Let's just go and rewrite them
Then maybe
I would walk by again
we would fall in
love at first sight one more time.
I did wish for you
when we saw a shooting star.
I wished us to be forever
and never ever fall apart.
The fault was of the
Shooting star.
I know the stars
by their name.
I know they've always
Betrayed people.
I know we were
Twin stars, with different births.
The fault, my love,
is not ours but in our stars.

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