The Change

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I want to change my stars, 

I'd rearrange the heavens just to hide my scars. 

With this desparate need for the right directions,

i have strayed from my past intentions.

I let the flame fizzly out,

all because I had one to many a doubt. 

From this point on however, 

my approach for this matter; 

I will not let this relentless obscurity, 

drown out all I want to be.

A change seems very near, 

one that is not so clear. 

Wish me luck. 

 

 

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