Black the Stars

Thinking of a past while looking forward ahead

What it was, what it means, what has been said

A long road of reflection the ins and outs of pain

Pieces are put together just to fall out once again

Hope is just a measure in the distance of belief

Crushed by the truth which lies inside of all the grief

Now standing all alone staring up into empty space

A sky full of black, for all the stars have been erased

Behind you is the future in a thought you'd never think

Mixed up in confusion with stars that no longer blink  

 

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