All the stars that once shone bright,
Are just dying hopes of fading light.
As I lay here crying through the night
Thinking about all the lost time
The ashes of hope burn crimson red,
Buried as I lay here in my bed.
Reality seems so distant,
Expectations are no near,
Where am I lost I once want to hear.
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A/N: This wasn't originally written as a poem but kind of makes sense together.
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