A Dying Love



i stay still and wait,

for a single star to shine brighter than the rest.

Deep beneath the skin,

a dreamer lays dormant,

striving to break free.

She holds the edges of my heart in her hands.

Yet in a sky full of uncertain oblivion,

the dreamer's star fades into the darkness.



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