Stars

Deep in the night,
we are silent
below the stars shining bright.
Our hearts pound
for words unsaid.
Our thoughts profound
run rampant in our head.
We’ve never told anyone
not even our own
how life is no longer fun
and we’d like to hang up the phone.
We are silent
with pounding hearts.
No matter how dark at night,
we learn to live
staring at the stars shining bright.

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