Shooting Stars

I Am A Shooting Star
Once You See Me I Amaze You
But By Time You See Me, Im Already Gone
My Existence Has Already Been No Longer
Dead To The Outside, But Alive In Your Mind
And Once You Realize This, Theirs No Chance in Seeing Me Again
You'll Miss The Sight Of Me But It Would Soon Be Replaced By The Gaze Of Another
Lost in Your Mind & Erased From Your Memory
I'll Be An Invisible Thought Trying To Catch Your Gaze But Not Getting Seen With Your Blinded Eyes
And To Soon Be Dead To Myself
I'll Disappear Without Recognition


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