Where the stars fade,
We'll live long enough,
To watch them grow again,
Like stars we'll walk under them,
In flashes and false smiles,
For tomorrows pages and papers,
In moments we'll change our lives,
And strangers will make our days,
With what they feel,
What we're afraid to say,
We haven't winced or cried,
For broken promises and hearts,
Healing wounds and times.
And on the way, like along the skies,
Some stars explode, someday they will,
On us.
But since our time is yet to come,
They brush past us,
Like shooting stars, making us wish for more.
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